. Poems and songs . eral way,Resolved to meet some ither day. 4o THE HUMBLE PETITION OF BRUAR WATER, TO THE NOBLE DUKE OF ATHOLE. My Lord, I know your noble ear Woe neer assails in vain !Emboldend thus, I beg youll hear Your humble slave complain,How saucy Phoebus scorching beams, In naming 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, Im scorching up so shallow,Theyre left the whitening stanes amang,
. Poems and songs . eral way,Resolved to meet some ither day. 4o THE HUMBLE PETITION OF BRUAR WATER, TO THE NOBLE DUKE OF ATHOLE. My Lord, I know your noble ear Woe neer assails in vain !Emboldend thus, I beg youll hear Your humble slave complain,How saucy Phoebus scorching beams, In naming 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, Im scorching up so shallow,Theyre left the whitening stanes amang, In gasping death to wallow. Last day I grat wi spite and teen, As Poet Burns came by,That to a bard I should be seen Wi half my channel dry :A panegyric rhyme, I ween, Evn as I was he shored me;But had I in my glory been, He, kneeling, wad adored me. THE HUMBLE PETITION OF BRUAR WATER. 4 Here, foaming down the shelvy rocks, In twisting strength I rin ;There, high my boiling torrent smokes, Wild-roaring oer a linn :. 4;,:^ Enjoying large each spring and wellAs nature gave them me, I am, altho I sayt mysel,Worth gaun a mile to see. G 42 I HI, HUMBLE PETITION OF BRUAR WATER. Wad then my noble master please To grant my highest wishes,Hell shade my banks wi towring trees, And bonnie spreading bushes;Delighted doubly then, my Lord, Youll wander on my banks,And listen mony a grateful bird Return you tuneful thanks The sober laverock, warbling wild, Shall to the skies aspire ;The gowdspink, Musics gayest child, Shall sweetly join the choir :The blackbird strong, the lintwhite clear The mavis mild and mellow ;The robin, pensive autumn cheer, In all her locks of vellow. This, too, a covert shall ensure, To shield them from the storm ;And coward maukin sleep secure, Low in her grassy form :Here shall the shepherd make his seat, To weave his crown o flowers ;Or find a sheltering safe retreat, From prone descending showrs. And here, by sweet endearing stealth, Shall meet the loving pair,De
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