O wad fome Pow'r the giftie gie us To fee ourselves as others fee us! It wad frae monie a blunder free us And foolish notion: What airs in drefs an' gait wad lea'e us, And ev'n Devotion! ADDRESS ADDRESS то EDINBURG H. I. EDINA! Scotia's darling seat ! Sat Legislation's fov'reign pow'rs! From From marking wildly-fcatter'd flow'rs, As on the banks of Ayr I ftray'd, And finging, lone, the ling'ring hours, I shelter in thy honor'd fhade. II. Here Wealth ftill fwells the golden tide, High wields her balance and her rod; There Learning, with his eagle eyes, Seeks Science in her coy abode. III. Thy Sons, Edina, focial, kind, With open arms the Stranger 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 ! IV. Thy Daughters bright thy walks adorn, Sweet as the dewy milk-white thorn, Fair B- ftrikes th' adoring eye, 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; Like fome bold Vet'ran, gray in arms, VI. With awe-ftruck thought, and pitying tears, I view that noble, ftately Dome, Where Scotia's kings of other years, Fam'd heroes, had their royal home: Alas, how chang'd the times to come! Their Royal Name low in the duft! Their hapless Race wild-wand'ring roam! Tho' rigid Law cries out, 'twas just ! VII. Wild beats my heart, to trace your steps, VOL. II. F Thro |