Auld Nature swears, the lovely dears
Her noblest work she classes, O;
Her 'prentice han' she tried on man,
And then she made the lasses, O!1

Green grow the Rashes.

Some wee short hour ayont the twal.

Death and Dr. Hornbook.

The rank is but the guinea's stamp,
The man 's the gowd for a' that.2

Is there for Honest Poverty.

A prince can make a belted knight,3
A marquis, duke, and a' that;
But an honest man's aboon his might,
Guid faith, he maunna fa' that.

But to see her was to love her,
Love but her, and love for ever.

Ibid.

Song. Ae Fond Kiss.

Had we never loved sae kindly,
Had we never loved sae blindly,
Never met or never parted,

We had ne'er been broken-hearted!

1 Man was made when Nature was

But an apprentice, but woman when she
Was a skilful mistress of her art.

Ibid.

Cupid's Whirligig. 1607.

2 I weigh the man, not his title; 't is not the king's stamp can make the metal better.

Plaindealer, Acti. Sc. I.

Wycherley, The

3 Of the king's creation yon may be ; but he who makes a Count ne'er made a man. -Southerne, Sir Anthony Love, Act ii. Sc. 1.

To see her is to love her,

And love but her for ever.

Bonny Lesley.

O, my luve's like a red, red rose,
That's newly sprung in June,
O, my luve's like the melodie,
That's sweetly played in tune.

Song. A Red, Red Rose.

It's guid to be merry and wise,

It's guid to be honest and true,

It's guid to support Caledonia's cause,
And bide by the buff and the blue.

Here's a health to them that's awa.

'Tis sweeter for thee despairing,

Than aught in the world beside, - Jessy!

Jessy.

Gars auld claes look amaist as weel's the new. The Cotter's Saturday Night.

Beneath the milk-white thorn that scents the

evening gale.

He wales a portion with judicious care;

Ibid.

And "Let us worship God!" he says, with solemn

air.

Ibid.

From scenes like these old Scotia's grandeur

springs,

That makes her loved at home, revered abroad: Princes and lords are but the breath of kings, "An honest man 's the noblest work of God."

Tho' poor the offering be;

My heart and lute are all the store

That I can bring to thee.

Lodoiska. Act iii. Sc. 1.

Perhaps it was right to dissemble your love,
But why did you kick me down stairs?
The Panel Acti. Sc. I.

GEORGE BARRINGTON.

1755

True patriots all; for be it understood
We left our country for our country's good.2
Prologue written for the Opening of the Play-house at
New South Wales, Jan. 16, 1796. Barrington's
"New South Wales," p. 152.

WILLIAM PITT.

1759-1806.

Prostrate the beauteous ruin lies; and all
That shared its shelter, perish in its fall.

From The Poetry of the Anti-Jacobin. No. xxxvi.

1 Altered from Bickerstaff's 'Tis Well it's no Worse. The lines are also found in Debrett's Asylum for Fugitive Pieces, Vol. i. p. 15.

2 'T was for the good of my country that I should be abroad. - Farquhar, The Beaux' Stratagem, Act iii. Sân 20

GEORGE COLMAN, THE YOUNGER. 1762-1836.

On their own merits modest men are dumb.

Epilogue to the Heir at Law.

And what's impossible can't be,

And never, never comes to pass.

The Maid of the Moor.

Three stories high, long, dull, and old,
As great lords' stories often are.

Like two single gentlemen, rolled into one.

Ibid

O Miss Bailey,

Unfortunate Miss Bailey!

Love laughs at Locksmiths. Act ii. Song.

JAMES HURDIS. 1763-1801.

Rise with the lark, and with the lark to bed.

The Village Curate.

Pinckney. - Lee.

Everett.

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CHARLES COTESWORTH PINCKNEY. 1746-1825.

Millions for defence, but not one cent for tribute. When Ambassador to the French Republic, 1796.

To the memory of the Man, first in war, first in peace, and first in the hearts of his country

men.

Eulogy on Washington.

Delivered by Gen. Lee, Dec. 26, 1799. Memoirs of Lee.

DAVID EVERETT. 1769-1813.

You'd scarce expect one of my age
To speak in public on the stage;
And if I chance to fall below
Demosthenes or Cicero,

Don't view me with a critic's eye,
But pass my imperfections by.

Large streams from little fountains flow,
Tall oaks from little acorns grow.

Lines written for a School Declamation.

1 To the memory of the Man, first in war, first in peace, and first in the hearts of his fellow-citizens. - From the Resolutions presented to the House of Representatives, on the Death of General Washington, December, 1799. Marshall's Life of Washington.