Owad fome Pow'r the giftie gie us To see ourselves as others fee us! It wad frae many a blunder free us An' foolifh notion: What airs in dress an' gait wad lea'e us, And ee'n Devotion! ADDRESS EDINBURGH. EDINA I DINA! Scotia's darling feat ! All hail thy palaces and tow'rs, Where once, beneath a monarch's feet Sat Legiflation's fov'reign pow'rs; From marking wildly fcatter'd flowr's As on the banks of Ayr I ftray'd, And finging, lone, the ling'ring hours, I fhelter in thy honor'd shade. II Here Wealth ftill fwells the golden tide, Bids elegance and splendor rife: High wields her balance and her rod; There learning, with his eagle eyes, III. Thy Sons Edina, focial, kind, With open arms the ftranger hail ; Their views enlarg'd, their lib'ral mind, Above the narrow, rural vale : Attentive ftill to Sorrow's wail, Or modeft Merit's filent claim; And never may their fources fail! And never envy blot their name! 1V Thy Daughters bright thy walks adorn, Fair B ftrikes the adoring eye, Heav'n's beauties on my fancy fhine; I fee the Sire of Love on high, And own his work indeed divine! V. There, watching high the leaft alarms, Thy rough, rude Fortrefs gleams afar ; With awe-truck thought, and pitying tears, Where Scotia's kings of other years, Wild beats my heart, to trace your steps, Ev'n I who fing in ruftic lore, > Haply my Sires have left their fhed, And fac'd grim Danger's loudest roar, Bold-following where your Fathers led! VIII. Edina! Scotia's darling feat! All hail thy palaces and tow'rs, Where once, beneath a Monarch's feet, Sat Legiflation's fov'reign pow'rs! From marking wildly-fcatt'red flow'rs, As on the banks of Ayr I ftray'd, And finging, lone, the ling'ring hours, I fhelter in thy honor'd fhade. |