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And headlong fled to hide her fatal charms
In a false, treacherous rival's cruel arms!
Fair Forms, in virtue's paths that early trode,
Who sleep long since beneath the grassy sod,
The strong creative power restores to view
In youth's first prime, with beauty ever new,-
And AGNES, whose large heart has never known
One wish that center'd in herself alone :-
MAXWELL, with open mind, from art as free
As the sweet smiles of guiltless infancy-
And MARY MAXWELL, who amid these bowers
Oft tended with delight her opening flowers;
And oft with me in tuneless concert sung
Till thro' the shades discordant echoes rung.
Nor yet are JOHN MACUTCHEON'S psalms forgot,
That filled with sacred melody his cot;

And faithful memory still retains the names
Of ANDERSON the laird, and uncle JAMES ;
And often pleas'd recals the uncouth phrase
Of JAMIE DICK * and valiant JOHNNY STraes *
Or at her wheel hears JENNY sing aloud,

Resolv'd to wed whene'er she spun her shroud †. +See note No. 4

See note No. 3.

NOTES

ON AN

EPISTLE TO A FRIEND.

No. 1.

Or stops where WILLY WILKIE wont to rave.-P. 248.

WILLY WILKIE, though the Child of Nature, is not the child of Fancy; for aught the Author knows to the contrary, he still lives and loves his second wife, with the same tenderness he shewed towards his first, whose death, which happened in consequence of a disorder he called the exterics, affected him, and Tom, and the Author, precisely as described in the poem, which takes no poetical liberties with WILLY's character. As all readers under twenty must be greatly interested in the scene of a passion, so tender and so lasting, be it known, that though WILLY and his wife dwelt in a cave, it was not one contrived for the purpose of a romantic retreat; it neither resembled the grot of CALYPSO, nor the hermitage at Taymouth, but was exceedingly like a recess in the front of a woody bank, intended

for a fulling-mill, and had been so employed formerly, to the great scandal and annoyance of all the water-nymphs and wood-nymphs in the vicinity.

No. 2.

The worthy partner of his blameless life.-P. 250.

This lady was the representative of an ancient and respectable family, who were eminent for that species of sanctity consecrated by the prejudices of the times, and suffered much for adhering to the Covenanters, when under persecution; their property was in consequence diminished by advantages taken of their rigid principles, in vexatious lawsuits.

The pleasing remembrance of some happy summers spent in early youth in this scene of tranquil satisfaction, produced these poetical recollections, as they may be justly called. Memory makes no selections; in those retrospections of the most innocent and pleasurable period of life, incidents and characters, serious, pathetic, and ludicrous, rush mingled on the mind. on the mind. In a composition meant for the public eye, incongruous images should certainly not be mixed together; it is needless to say that this effusion was never meant to be seen by any but those to whom it was addressed, and to whom all was obvious that must be obscure to a common reader. This fault might be corrected by expunging all the lower dramatis personæ and their conBut then there are some uncommon readers, whose love of Nature and native feeling, so far predominate over critical refinement, that they will rather sce the domestic

cerns.

muse in undress, surrounded by her dear localities, and with all her imperfectioos on her head, than with that degree of superadded polish, which would at best make he appear like a rustic in holiday attire: Let this apology stan for all past and future localities and rusticities; so shall the untaught Muse "Fit audience find, tho' few."

No. 3.

Of JAMIE DICK, and valiant JOHNNY STRAES.-P. 252. JAMIE DICK was a most learned and pious tailor, who for forty years perambulated the parish of Cathcart; he was a choice repository of ancient traditions, and could tell every shot the dragoons fired at the Covenanters ; he spoke - pure broad Scotch, and was master of all its peculiar phrases.

JOHNNY STRAES was a servant of the family, very diminutive in stature, but boastful and arrogant. The servant-maids called him valiant in ridicule.

No. 4.

Resolv'd to wed whene'er she spun her shroud.-P. 252. It was the laudable and provident custom of the maidens of the parish of Cathcart, to spin a piece of linen for their shroud before they thought of marrying; and it was thought very indecent for any young woman to enter into that serious state without such a solemn preparation. The Author and another Miss in her teens, were much astonished at the above-mentioned JENNY's cheerfulness when they heard her singing at the doleful business, as they thought it, especially when she told them it was preparatory to another very sad event.

REMARKS

ON THE CHARACTER OF

BURNS.

THE AUTHOR, at the request of some friends, shall here insert extracts from two of her letters, one to a lady who desired her opinion of BURNS, and wished for a poetical tribute to his memory; the other to a friend, who some some years after sent the Author BURNS's life, letters, &c., and earnestly requested to know her ideas of his character and abilities, as they appear in those familiar effusions.

"I HAVE truly felt for poor BURNs a degree of regret, by reflecting on the circumstances attending his exit, which may appear incredible, considering that I only knew him in the pictures of his mind exhibited to the public. What I felt upon his death it would look like gross affectation to describe. I cannot however resist the secret impulse which

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