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Avaunt, away! the cruel fway,
Tyrannic man's dominion;

The Sportsman's joy, the murd'ring cry,
The flutt'ring, gory pinion!

IV.

But PEGGY dear, the ev'ning's clear,
Thick flies the skimming Swallow;
The fky is blue, the fields in view,
All fading-green and yellow:
Come let us stray our gladsome way,
And view the charms of Nature;
The rustling corn, the fruited thorn,
And ev'ry happy creature.

V.

We'll gently walk, and fweetly talk,
Till the filent moon shine clearly;
I'll grafp thy waift, and fondly prest,
Swear how I love thee dearly:

Not vernal show'rs to budding flow'rs,
Not Autumn to the Farmer,

So dear can be, as thou to me,
My fair, my lovely Charmer!

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ROM thee, ELIZA, I must go,
And from my native shore:

FR

The cruel fates between us throw

A boundless ocean's roar ;
But boundless oceans, roaring wide,

Between my Love and me,

They never, never can divide

My heart and foul from thee.

II.

Farewell, farewell, ELIZA dear,

The maid that I adore!

A boding voice is in mine ear,

We part to meet no more!

But the latest throb that leaves my heart, While Death stands victor by,

That throb, ELIZA, is thy part,

And thine that latest sigh!

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THE FAREWEL L.

TO THE BRETHREN OF St. JAMES'S LODGE, TARBOLTON.

Tune, Goodnight and joy be wi' you a'

A

I.

DIEU! a heart-warm, fond adieu!
Dear brothers of the mystic tye!

Ye favored, enlighten'd Few,
Companions of my focial joy!
Tho' I to foreign lands must hie,
Pursuing Fortune's flidd'ry ba',

With melting heart, and brimful eye,
I'll mind you ftill, tho' far awa.

II.

Oft have I met your focial Band,

And spent the chearful, festive night; Oft, honor'd with fupreme command, Prefided o'er the Sons of light:

And by that Hieroglyphic bright,

Which none but Craftsmen ever saw !

Strong Mem'ry on my heart fhall write Those happy scenes when far awa!

III.

May Freedom, Harmony and Love
Unite you in the grand Defign,
Beneath th' Omnifcient Eye above,

The glorious ARCHITECT Divine!
That you may keep th' unerring line,
Still rifing by the plummet's law,
Till Order bright, completely fhine,
Shall be my Pray'r when far awa,

IV.

And YOU, farewell! whofe merits claim, Juftly that highest badge to wear!

Heav'n bless your honor'd, noble Name, To MASONRY and SCOTIA dear!

A last request, permit me here,

When yearly ye assemble a',

One round, I ask it with a tear,

To him, the Bard, that's far awa.

苦味和

EPITAPH ON A HENPECKED COUNTRY SQUIRE.

As father Adam firft was fool'd,

A cafe that's ftill too common,

Here lyes a man a woman rul'd,
The devil rul'd the woman.

EPIGRAM ON SAID OCCASION.

O Death, hadft thou but spar'd his life,
Whom we, this day, lament!
We freely wad exchang'd the wife,

An' a' been weel content.

Ev'n as he is, cauld in his graff,
The Swap we yet will do't;

Tak thou the Carlin's carcafe aff,
Thou'fe get the faul o' boot.

ANOTHER.

One Queen Artemifa, as old ftories tell, When depriv'd of her husband fhe loved fo

well,

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