The laverock sings among the clouds, [This sweet short song was published about the year 1790, The name which the author gave it was " Kinrara ;" and Kinrara was the summer residence of the late Duchess of Gordon, to whom he dedicated two volumes of verse.] THE CUCKOO. JOHN LOGAN. Born 1748-Died 1788. Hail, beauteous stranger of the grove ! Thou messenger of spring! And woods thy welcome sing. What time the daisy decks the green Delightful visitant! with thee And hear the sound of music sweet The schoolboy, wandering through the wood To pull the primrose gay, Starts, the new voice of spring to hear, And imitates thy lay. What time the pea puts on the bloom Thou fliest thy vocal vale, An annual guest in other lands, Sweet bird, thy bower is ever green, Thy sky is ever clear; Thou hast no sorrow in thy song, O could I fly, I'd fly with thee! [The last verse but one of this song is inexpressibly beautiful, no poet has praised the Cuckoo in lines so deserving of popularity as Logan : O Cuckoo, may I call the bird, Or but a wandering voice. WORDSWOTH] ALONE BY THE LIGHT OF THE MOON. JOHN LOGAN. The day is departed, and round from the cloud The voice of the nightingale warbles aloud Maria, appear! now the season so sweet I cannot when present unfold what I feel: Her name to the shepherds I never reveal, Does e'er a kind thought run on me as you rove Your name from the shepherds whenever I hear Your voice, when it vibrates so sweet through mine ear, Ye powers of the sky, will your bounty divine Indulge a fond lover his boon? Shall heart spring to heart, and Maria be mine, ROY'S WIFE OF ALDIVALLOCH. Roy's wife of Aldivalloch ! Roy's wife of Aldivalloch! As I came o'er the braes of Balloch? As I came o'er the braes of Balloch? She was a kind and cantie queen, Weel could she dance the highland walloch; Or I'd been Roy of Aldivalloch ! Roy's wife of Aldivalloch! Roy's wife of Aldivalloch! Wat ye how she cheated me As I came o'er the braes of Balloch? Though she's for ever left her Johnie. ["Mr. Cromek, an anxious inquirer into all matters illustrative of northern song, ascribes Roy's Wife of Aldivalloch, to Mrs. Murray of Bath; while George Thomson, and all other editors of Scottish song, impute it to Mrs. Grant of Carron. I am not aware that the authorship has been settled-and I am sorry for it; because whoever wrote it has favoured us with a very sprightly and pleasant production.”— CUNNINGHAM.] HER ABSENCE WILL NOT ALTER ME. Though distant far from Jessy's charms, Though beauteous nymphs I see around, A Chloris, Flora, might be found, A fairer face, a sweeter smile, My mind from love no power could free, See how the flow'r that courts the sun See how the needle seeks the pole, Ask, who has seen the turtle-dove For conq'ring love is strong as death, |