. The national Burns, including the airs of all the songs in the staff and tonic sol-fa notations. Mill. 11 What you think a defect, I esteem as a positive beauty:re differ. I ahal] aow, with as much alacrity I can muster, go on with your c im know Frazer, the hauthoy-player in Edinburgh— in iv, instructing a band of music for a fencible corpsquartered in this county. Among many of his airs thatplease me, there is u<- well known, as a reel, Iname of The Quakers Wife;1 and which 1 grand-aunt of mine iu ng, by the nana- of Ldggeram Cosh, my bonnie wee Mr. Frazer playsit
. The national Burns, including the airs of all the songs in the staff and tonic sol-fa notations. Mill. 11 What you think a defect, I esteem as a positive beauty:re differ. I ahal] aow, with as much alacrity I can muster, go on with your c im know Frazer, the hauthoy-player in Edinburgh— in iv, instructing a band of music for a fencible corpsquartered in this county. Among many of his airs thatplease me, there is u<- well known, as a reel, Iname of The Quakers Wife;1 and which 1 grand-aunt of mine iu ng, by the nana- of Ldggeram Cosh, my bonnie wee Mr. Frazer playsit bIow, and with an expression that quite charms became Buch an enthusiast about it that I made a songiii it, which I here subjoin, and inclose Frazers set of thetunc. If they hit your fancy, the] are at your service;if not, return me the tune, and I will put it in JohnsonsMuseum. Ithinkthi song is no! in my worst manner. BLYTHE HAE I AuaiORCTTo. Tune—The Quaker li she winna ease the thi In my bosom swelliiUnderneath thi od, m maun be my dwelling. I Bhould wish to hear how this |. No. XXV. BURNS TO MR THOMSON. 25di June, £ you ever, my dear Sir, felt your bosom ready toburst with indignation on readii mighty villains who divide kingdom against kingdom, desolate provinces,and lay nations waste, out of the wantonness of ambition, a from still more ignoble passions I In a m I of this kind to-day, I recollected the air of Logan Water;and it occurred to me that its querulous melody probablyhad its origin from the plaintive indignation of someswelling, suffering heart, fired at the tyrannic strides ofsome public destroyer; and overwhelmed with privatedistress, the consequence of a countrys ruin. If I havedone any thing at all like justice to mj feelings, thefollowing song, composed in three-quarters of an Imeditation in my elbow chair, ought to have some merit:— Now uae lang • a t v? f—r-= purt an J play, r=—N—r Mirth or sang ca r-Tl—N— ii ple;is
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