"In Poverty's low barren vale, "Thick mifts, obfcure, involv'd me round; "Though oft I turn'd the wistful eye, "Nae ray of fame was to be found: "Thou found'ft me, like the morning fun "That melts the fogs in limpid air, "The friendless Bard and ruftic fong, "Became alike thy foftering care. . "O! why has worth so short a date? 66 "A day to me so full of woè ? "O! had I met the mortal shaft "Which laid my benefactor low! "The "The bridegroom may forget the bride, VOL. II. N LINES LINE S, SENT то Sir JOHN WHITEFORD of WHITEFORD, Bart. With the foregoing Poem. THOU, who thy honour as thy God rever'st, Who, fave thy mind's reproach, nought earth ly fear'ft, To thee this votive off'ring I impart, The tearful tribute of a broken heart. The Friend thou valued'ft, I the Patron lov'd; unknown. TAM TAM O' SHANTER. A TALE. Of Brownyis and of Bogillis full is this Buke. GAWIN DOUGLAS. WHEN chapman billies leave the street, And drouthy neebors, neebors meet, An' folk begin to tak the gate; An' getting fou and unco happy, We think na on the lang Scots miles, Whare fits our fulky fullen dame, This truth fand honeft Tam o' Shanter, O Tam! hadft thou but been fae wife, Ae market-day thou was nae fober; That 1 |