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Wallace's Tower.

Tho' ages and years unheeded have rün,
No pillar bears Wallace's name,

But who has not heard, what Bard has not sung
His glory and worth in the song,

Till Scotia's bleak hills all joyfɩ have rung,
While the strains were echoed along?

The Bards of thy land have tuned the bold lyre,
O Scotia, and sung of his might,

Thy warriors too, have glow'd with hisfire,
And rushed with his soul to the fight.

And often and gladly the old rev'rend sage
To the wond'ring striplings would tell,
How valiant he fought, how deadly his rage,
When round him the base Southrons fell;
And aye as they hear their young bosoms burn,
And their hearts exultingly bound,

As oft for the bold hero's pillar they turn,
Nor pillar, nor monument found.

But now the brave youth shall not seek in vain➡
For a column majestic shall rise;
Proudly pre-eminent look o'er the plain,
And carry its head to the skies;
While tow'ring aloft, its tall stately form
A place of distinction commands;
Around it in vain may gather the storm
Like him to whose mem'ry it stands,

Then shall the noble and dignified pile
The youth's fond attention arrest,
While rising emotions of rapture the while

Shall swell uncontroul'd in his breast:
And how he shall burn when the story is told
Of Wallace and his warlike band,

Whose mighty atchievments, dauntless and bold,
Gave freedom and peace to our land.

Scotia, when despot insulted thy laws,

No power came thy freedom to save,
Then Wallace arose, stood forth in thy cause,
And led on thy handful of brave.
Bold was the spirit that proudly maintained
Thy glory, and stood as thy shield

In dark bloody day, and bravely sustained
The shock of thy foes in the field.

Then swept thro' thy land the wild storm of war,
And spread devastation and gloom

Wallace's Tower.

The Patriot appeared like a bright guiding star,
Thy desolate hills to illume;

The black threat'ning clouds indignant that lour,
Dread omens of tyranny's sway,

Are scatter'd before his unsubdued power,
And instantly vanish away.

For our independence he waded thro' blood,
And dared the invaders oppose,

The front of the battle he fearlessly stood,
He routed-he vanquish'd our foes;
To age after age his fame shall go down,
And the son shall learn from his sire
His noble resistance, his feats of renown,
That still the young bosom inspire,

The flame is not gone that urged on thy sons,
When bursting sad slavery's chains,
As pure and as warm the blood circling runs,
And angrily swells in our veins;
For just is the tribute, due to the brave,
As sons of those heroes we pay,

Who made Scotia's ensigns triumphantly wave,
When bloody and bleak was the day.

My country, O Scotia, let homage be done,
And honour to his memory,

For great were the deeds of thy patriot son,
That make us so happy and free;

To countries around the tall stately tower
Shall tell of the deeds of his fame,
And nations admire thy glory and power,
And honour thy Wallace's name.

Glasgow, 15th March, 1819.

SCOTUS.

Scrapiana Poetica.

SCRAPIANA POETICA.

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My heart still hovering round about you, I thought I could not live without you: Now we have liv'd three months asunder, How I liv'd with you is the wonder.

INSCRIPTION FOR A LETTER CASE.
Swift messengers! no farther move,

But with me be content to stay:
You tell me of the friends I love,
When those I love are far away.
But yet should Fortune cause us part,
At Fortune think not I repine;
For on the tablet of my heart

I'll fondly trace each lasting line.

INSCRIPTION FOR A GENTLEMAN'S

CHIMNEY-PIECE.

To my best, my friends are free; Free with that-and free with me ;

Free to pass the harmless joke.
And the tube sedately smoke:
Free to drink just what they please
As at home and at their ease;
Free to speak and free to think-
No tale-bearer with me drink;
Free to stay a night or so;
When uneasy-free to go.

LINES IN A WATCH CASE.
Could but our tempers move like this Ma-
Not urg'd by passions, nor delay'd by spleen;
chine,
But true to nature's regulating pow't
By virtuous acts distinguish'd every hour.
Then health and joy would follow as they
ought,

The laws of motion, and the laws of thought.

Sweet health to pass the present moments o'er,

And ever lasting joy, when time shall be

no more.

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EPITAPH ON A MISER.
Reader! survey this monumental pile,
Nor drop a tear of pity all the while;
It rose enjoin'd by will, at mighty cost;
For dead by it the Miser nothing lost."
He died a victim at the shrine of pelf;
He died because he never lov'd himself;
He died a great revenge inspir'd the whim,
Mankind he hated, mankind hated him :
He died; tate ne'er like him could debt
forgive;

He died because he knew not how to live.

EPIGRAM,
Giving the reason why Women are with,
out beards.

How wisely Nature, ordering all below,
Forbade a beard on woman's chin to grow;
For how could she be shav'd, whate'er the
skill,

Whose tongue would never let her chin
be still.

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Debt, a new way of pay-
ing a
Diamonds, the nine of

Mortifying explanation, 157 Salt

281

Names,

158 Scandal,

Page

72

237

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Distinction without a differ-
ence, a

Negro refusing to be hon- Senses, effect of music on
oured,

238
Newspapers, cross readings Shebbeare, Dr. and Pad-
from the

117

Dumbness, a cure for

282

Ostler,

199 dy,
238 Simplicity,

157

29

Eruption,

32

Pedant and illiterate Mag- Singular Bill.

131

Extravagant Charges, re-

istrate, the

198 Sign-boards; singular

237

ceipt for

156

Pious Zeal,

32 Slander,

73

Fellow, Obstinate

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237 Sleeping Court,

75

Fish-rod, meaning of a

281

Pope, an attempt to con- Soda Water;

199

298

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Friendship in trade, no
Francis 1. and his fool,
Greatness, true
Hibernianism,
Hearts, the ten of
Infallibility,
Inscription, curious
Irish Reasoning,
Logic,
Roads,
Irishman and Driver,
Luxuries in Shetland,
Man, a Passionate
Maxims,

72 Politician, Female

236 Poet and Pope Clement,
238 Policy, singular

74 Preacher, a

198 Proposal, a strange
72 Puns,

Rats, how to get quit of 32 Witch, a

Mirror of Flattery, 29 Reciprocation,
Medical Jurisprudence, 32 Rebuke, a

vert the
Porteous, Capt.

31 Spanish Poet, a

118

72 Terror, mutual

236

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156, 197, 237 Virtue,

30

117 Quaker's Letter, a
198 Queen Elizabeth,
Quandary, a

117 Watchman, the accomodat

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72 Wit, Irish

158

774

Moral,

237

118 Waterloo Medal, value of 324
281 Women,

73

Mistakes,

1963 280

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Blind Irish Harper's Lament for Dog, 57 Patriot, the

Burns, on the Birth of

200 Printing, the Art of

203 Song, How sacred the hour!
Sweet are the fair maids,

$28

160

284

203

134

ib

Il ne'er forget yon bonny Glen, 123
Thou art sweet as the dew,

202

Where yonder woods are waving

Highland Castle, to the ruins of an old 131
Homer, Scotch Translation of

green,

244

761

Since Fortune similes on thee,

285

Beuk I.

163 Wallace's Tower

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