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Fair on Isabella's morn

The sun propitious smil'd; But, long ere noon, succeeding clouds

Succeeding hopes beguild.

Fate oft tears the bosom chords

That Nature finest strung : So Isabella's heart was form’d,

And so that heart was wrung.

Dread Omnipotence, alone,

Can heal the wound He gave; Can point the brimful grief-worn eyes

To scenes beyond the grave.

Virtue's blossoms there shall blow,

And fear no withering blaft ; There Isabella's spotless worth

Shall happy be at laft

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My Lord, I know, your noble ear

Woe ne'er assails in vain; Embolden'd thus, I beg you'll hear

Your humble slave complain,

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* Bruar Falls, in Athole, are exceedingly picturesque and beautiful; but their effect is much impaired by the want of trees and shrubs.

How saucy Phoebus' scorching beams,

In flaming summer-pride,
Dry-withering, waste my foamy streams,

And drink my crystal tide.

The lightly-jumping, glowrin trouts,

That thro' my waters play,
If, in their random, wanton spouts,

They near the margin stray;
If, hapless chance! they linger lang,

I'm scorching up so shallow,
They're left the whitening ftanes amang,

In gasping death to wallow.

Last day I grat wi' spite and teen,

As Poet B**** came by,
That, to a Bard, I should be seen

Wi' half my channel dry:
A panegyric rhyme, I ween,

Even as I was he shor'd me;

But,

But had I in my glory been,

He, kneeling, wad ador'd me.

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Here, foaming down the skelvy rocks,

In twisting strength I rin;
There, high my boiling torrent smokes,

Wild-roaring o'er a linn:
Enjoying large each spring and well

As Nature gave them me, I am, altho' I say't mysel,

Worth gaun a mile to fee.

Would then my noble master please
To

grant my highest wishes,
He'll shade my banks wi' tow'ring trees,

And bonnie spreading bushes. Delighted doubly then, my Lord,

You'll wander on my banks, And listen mony a grateful bird

Return you tuneful thanks.

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The sober laverock, warbl ng wild,

Shall to the skies aspire ;
The gowdspink, Music's gayest child,

Shall sweetly join the choir :
The blackbird strong, the lintwhite clear,

The mavis mild and mellow;
The robin pensive Autumn chear,

In all her locks of yellow :

This too, a covert shall ensure,
To shield them from the storm

; And coward maukin sleep secure,

Low in her graffy form :
Here shall the shepherd make his seat,

To weave his crown of flow'rs;
Or find a shelt'ring, safe retreat,

From prone-descending show'rs.

And

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