Aye gat him friends in ilka place. Nae doubt but they were fain o' ither. always got, each shaggy well stately hips, swirling motion fond very intimate [ed Wi'social nose whyles snuff'd and snowkit, sometimes scentWhyles mice and moudieworts they howkit; moles, dug up Whyles scoured awa in lang excursion, And worried ither in diversion; Until wi' daffin' weary grown, Upon a knowe they sat them down, And there began a lang digression About the lords o' the creation. away each other sporting hillock long EPISTLE TO A YOUNG FRIEND. I'LL no say men are villains a' ; Bnt never tempt th' illicit rove, But, oh! it hardens a' within, And petrifies the feeling! nothing "The bridegroom may forget the bride, Was made his wedded wife yestreen; The monarch may forget the crown That on his head an hour has been; The mother may forget the child That smiles sae sweetly on her knee; But I'll remember thee, Glencairn, And a' that thou hast done for me!" HIGHLAND MARY. Yɛ banks, and braes, and streams around Green be your woods, and fair your flowers, yesterday 80 all Your waters never drumlie! muddy There, Simmer, first unfauld your robes, summer, unfold And there the langest tarry; longest For there I took the last fareweel O' my sweet Highland Mary. How rich the hawthorn's blossom, As underneath their fragrant shade I clasp'd her to my bosom ! How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk, birch For dear to me, as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' monie a vow, and lock'd embrace, many full And, pledging aft to meet again, oft We tore oursel's asunder; But oh! fell Death's untimely frost, That nipt my flower sae early! Now green's the sod, and cauld's the clay, That wraps my Highland Mary! O pale, pale now, those rosy lips, I aft hae kiss'd sae fondly! And closed for aye the sparkling glance, That dwelt on me sae kindly! And mould'ring now in silent dust, John Mayne. Born 1761 Died 1836 BORN of humble parents in Dumfries, in 1761, Mayne showed considerable ability in poetical composition in his sixteenth year, when he began his "Siller Gun," which was improved and enlarged in many successive editions. He is also the author of "Logan Braes," "Helen of Kirkland," &c. Mayne raised himself to a position of influence in London, where he resided for the latter part of his life. LOGAN BRAES. By Logan's streams that rin sae deep, But wae's my heart, thae days are gane; While my dear lad maun face his faes, Nae mair at Logan Kirk will he At e'en, when hope amaist is gane, |