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Title: The Complete Works of Robert Burns: Containing his Poems, Songs, and Correspondence.
With a New Life of the Poet, and Notices, Critical and
Biographical by Allan Cunningham
Author: Robert Burns and Allan Cunningham
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THE
COMPLETE WORKS
OF
ROBERT BURNS:
CONTAINING HIS
POEMS, SONGS, AND CORRESPONDENCE.
WITH
A NEW LIFE OF THE POET,
AND
NOTICES, CRITICAL AND BIOGRAPHICAL,
BY ALLAN CUNNINGHAM.
ELEGANTLY ILLUSTRATED.
BOSTON:
PHILLIPS, SAMPSON, AND COMPANY.
NEW YORK: J.C. DERBY.
1855
TO
ARCHIBALD HASTIE, ESQ.,
MEMBER OF PARLIAMENT FOR PAISLEY
THIS
EDITION
OF
THE WORKS AND MEMOIRS OF A GREAT POET,
IN WHOSE SENTIMENTS OF FREEDOM HE SHARES,
AND WHOSE PICTURES OF SOCIAL AND DOMESTIC LIFE HE LOVES,
IS RESPECTFULLY AND GRATEFULLY INSCRIBED
BY
ALLAN CUNNINGHAM.
[vii]
DEDICATION.
TO THE
NOBLEMEN AND GENTLEMEN
OF THE
CALEDONIAN HUNT.
[On the title-page of the second or Edinburgh edition, were these
words: “Poems, chiefly in the Scottish Dialect, by Robert Burns,
printed for the Author, and sold by William Creech, 1787.” The motto
of the Kilmarnock edition was omitted; a very numerous list of
subscribers followed: the volume was printed by the celebrated
Smellie.]
My Lords and Gentlemen:
A Scottish Bard, proud of the name, and whose highest ambition is to
sing in his country’s service, where shall he so properly look for
patronage as to the illustrious names of his native land: those who
bear the honours and inherit the virtues of their ancestors? The
poetic genius of my country found me, as the prophetic bard Elijah did
Elisha—at the plough, and threw her inspiring mantle over
me. She bade me sing the loves, the joys, the rural scenes and rural
pleasures of my native soil, in my native tongue; I tuned my wild,
artless notes as she inspired. She whispered me to come to this
ancient metropolis of Caledonia, and lay my songs under your honoured
protection: I now obey her dictates.
Though much indebted to your goodness, I do not approach you, my Lords
and Gentlemen, in the usual style of dedication, to thank you for past
favours: that path is so hackneyed by prostituted learning that honest
rusticity is ashamed of it. Nor do I present this address with the
venal soul of a servile author, looking for a continuation of those
favours: I was bred to the plough, and am independent. I come to claim
the common Scottish name with you, my illustrious countrymen; and to
tell the world that I glory in the title. I come to congratulate my
country that the blood of her ancient heroes still runs
uncontaminated, and that from your courage, knowledge, and public[viii]
spirit, she may expect protection, wealth, and liberty. In the last
place, I come to proffer my warmest wishes to the great fountain of
honour, the Monarch of the universe, for your welfare and happiness.
When you go forth to waken the echoes, in the ancient and favourite
amusement of your forefathers, may Pleasure ever be of your party: and
may social joy await your return! When harassed in courts or camps
with the jostlings of bad men and bad measures, may the honest
consciousness of injured worth attend your return to your native
seats; and may domestic happiness, with a smiling welcome, meet you at
your gates! May corruption shrink at your kindling indignant glance;
and may tyranny in the ruler, and licentiousness in the people,
equally find you an inexorable foe!
I have the honour to be,
With the sincerest gratitude and highest respect,
My Lords and Gentlemen,
Your most devoted humble servant,
ROBERT BURNS.
Edinburgh, April 4, 1787.
[ix]
PREFACE.
I cannot give to my country this edition of one of its favourite
poets, without stating that I have deliberately omitted several pieces
of verse ascribed to Burns by other editors, who too hastily, and I
think on insufficient testimony, admitted them among his works. If I
am unable to share in the hesitation expressed by one of them on the
authorship of the stanzas on “Pastoral Poetry,” I can as little share
in the feelings with which they have intruded into the charmed circle
of his poetry such compositions as “Lines on the Ruins of Lincluden
College,” “Verses on the Destruction of the Woods of Drumlanrig,”
“Verses written on a Marble Slab in the Woods of Aberfeldy,” and those
entitled “The Tree of Liberty.” These productions, with the exception
of the last, were never seen by any one even in the handwriting of
Burns, and are one and all wanting in that original vigour of language
and manliness of sentiment which distinguish his poetry. With respect
to “The Tree of Liberty” in particular, a subject dear to the heart of
the Bard, can any one conversant with his genius imagine that he
welcomed its growth or celebrated its fruit with such “capon craws” as
these?
“Upo’ this tree there grows sic fruit,
Its virtues a’ can tell, man;
It raises man aboon the brute,
It mak’s him ken himsel’, man.
Gif ance the peasant taste a bit,
He’s greater than a lord, man,
An’ wi’ a beggar shares a mite
O’ a’ he can afford, man.”
There are eleven stanzas, of which the best, compared with the “A
man’s a man for a’ that” of Burns, sounds like a cracked pipkin
against the “heroic clang” of a Damascus blade. That it is extant in
the handwriting of the poet cannot be taken as a proof that it is his
own composition, against the internal testimony of utter want of all
the marks by which we know him—the Burns-stamp, so to speak, which is
visible on all that ever came from his pen. Misled by his handwriting,
I inserted in my former edition of his works an epitaph, beginning
“Here lies a rose, a budding rose,”
[x]
the composition of Shenstone, and which is to be found in the
church-yard of Hales-Owen: as it is not included in every edition of
that poet’s acknowledged works, Burns, who was an admirer of his
genius, had, it seems, copied it with his own hand, and hence my
error. If I hesitated about the exclusion of “The Tree of Liberty,”
and its three false brethren, I could have no scruples regarding the
fine song of “Evan Banks,” claimed and justly for Miss Williams by Sir
Walter Scott, or the humorous song called “Shelah O’Neal,” composed by
the late Sir Alexander Boswell. When I have stated that I have
arranged the Poems, the Songs, and the Letters of Burns, as nearly as
possible in the order in which they were written; that I have omitted
no piece of either verse or prose which bore the impress of his hand,
nor included any by which his high reputation would likely be
impaired, I have said all that seems necessary to be said, save that
the following letter came too late for insertion in its proper place:
it is characteristic and worth a place anywhere.
ALLAN CUNNINGHAM.
TO DR. ARCHIBALD LAURIE.
Mossgiel, 13th Nov. 1786.
Dear Sir,
I have along with this sent the two volumes of Ossian, with the
remaining volume of the Songs. Ossian I am not in such a hurry about;
but I wish the Songs, with the volume of the Scotch Poets, returned as
soon as they can conveniently be dispatched. If they are left at Mr.
Wilson, the bookseller’s shop, Kilmarnock, they will easily reach me.
My most respectful compliments to Mr. and Mrs. Laurie; and a Poet’s
warmest wishes for their happiness to the young ladies; particularly
the fair musician, whom I think much better qualified than ever David
was, or could be, to charm an evil spirit out of a Saul.
Indeed, it needs not the Feelings of a poet to be interested in the
welfare of one of the sweetest scenes of domestic peace and kindred
love that ever I saw; as I think the peaceful unity of St. Margaret’s
Hill can only be excelled by the harmonious concord of the Apocalyptic
Zion.
I am, dear Sir, yours sincerely,
Robert Burns.
[xi]
TABLE OF CONTENTS.
| PAGE |
| Winter. A Dirge |
61 |
| The Death and dying Words of poor Mailie |
61 |
| Poor Mailie’s Elegy |
62 |
| First Epistle to Davie, a brother Poet |
63 |
| Second |
65 |
| Address to the Deil |
65 |
| The auld Farmer’s New-year Morning Salutation
to his auld Mare Maggie |
67 |
| To a Haggis |
68 |
| A Prayer under the pressure of violent Anguish |
69 |
| A Prayer in the prospect of Death |
69 |
| Stanzas on the same occasion |
69 |
| A Winter Night |
70 |
| Remorse. A Fragment |
71 |
| The Jolly Beggars. A Cantata |
71 |
| Death and Dr. Hornbook. A True Story |
76 |
| The Twa Herds; or, the Holy Tulzie |
78 |
| Holy Willie’s Prayer |
79 |
| Epitaph to Holy Willie |
80 |
| The Inventory; in answer to a mandate by the
surveyor of taxes |
81 |
| The Holy Fair |
82 |
| The Ordination |
84 |
| The Calf |
86 |
| To James Smith |
86 |
| The Vision |
88 |
| Halloween |
92 |
| Man was made to Mourn. A Dirge |
95 |
| To Ruin |
96 |
| To John Goudie of Kilmarnock, on the publication
of his Essays |
97 |
| To J. Lapraik, an old Scottish Bard. First
Epistle |
97 |
| To J. Lapraik. Second Epistle |
99 |
| To J. Lapraik. Third Epistle |
100 |
| To William Simpson, Ochiltree |
101 |
| Address to an illegitimate Child |
103 |
| Nature’s Law. A Poem humbly inscribed to
G.H., Esq. |
103 |
| To the Rev. John M’Math |
104 |
| To a Mouse |
105 |
| Scotch Drink |
106 |
| The Author’s earnest Cry and Prayer to the Scotch
Representatives of the House of Commons |
107 |
| Address to the unco Guid, or the rigidly Righteous |
110 |
| Tam Samson’s Elegy |
111 |
| Lament, occasioned by the unfortunate issue of
a Friend’s Amour |
112 |
| Despondency. An Ode |
113 |
| The Cotter’s Saturday Night |
114 |
| The first Psalm |
117 |
| The first six Verses of the ninetieth Psalm |
118 |
| To a Mountain Daisy |
118 |
| Epistle to a young Friend |
119 |
| To a Louse, on seeing one on a Lady’s Bonnet
at Church |
120 |
| Epistle to J. Rankine, enclosing some Poems |
121 |
| On a Scotch Bard, gone to the West Indies |
122 |
| The Farewell |
123 |
| Written on the blank leaf of my Poems, presented
to an old Sweetheart then married |
123 |
| A Dedication to Gavin Hamilton, Esq. |
123 |
| Elegy on the Death of Robert Ruisseaux |
125 |
| Letter to James Tennant of Glenconner |
125 |
| On the Birth of a posthumous Child |
126 |
| To Miss Cruikshank |
126 |
| Willie Chalmers |
127 |
| Verses left in the room where he slept |
128 |
| To Gavin Hamilton, Esq., recommending a boy |
128 |
| To Mr. M’Adam, of Craigen-gillan |
129 |
| Answer to a Poetical Epistle sent to the Author
by a Tailor |
129 |
| To J. Rankine. “I am a keeper of the law.” |
130 |
| Lines written on a Bank-note |
130 |
| A Dream |
130 |
| A Bard’s Epitaph |
132 |
| The Twa Dogs. A Tale |
132 |
| Lines on meeting with Lord Daer |
135 |
| Address to Edinburgh |
136 |
| Epistle to Major Logan |
137 |
| The Brigs of Ayr |
138 |
| On the Death of Robert Dundas, Esq., of Arniston,
late Lord President of the Court of
Session |
141 |
| On reading in a Newspaper the Death of John
M’Leod, Esq. |
141 |
| To Miss Logan, with Beattie’s Poems |
142 |
| The American War, A fragment |
142 |
| The Dean of Faculty. A new Ballad |
143 |
| To a Lady, with a Present of a Pair of Drinking-glasses |
144 |
| To Clarinda |
144 |
| Verses written under the Portrait of the Poet
Fergusson |
144 |
| Prologue spoken by Mr. Woods, on his Benefit-night,
Monday, April 16, 1787 |
145 |
| Sketch. A Character |
145 |
| To Mr. Scott, of Wauchope |
145 |
| Epistle to William Creech |
146 |
| The humble Petition of Bruar-Water, to the
noble Duke of Athole |
147 |
| On scaring some Water-fowl in Loch Turit |
148 |
| Written with a pencil, over the chimney-piece,
in the parlour of the Inn at Kenmore, Taymouth |
149 |
| Written with a pencil, standing by the Fall of
Fyers, near Loch Ness |
149 |
| To Mr. William Tytler, with the present of the
Bard’s picture |
150 |
| Written in Friars-Carse Hermitage, on the
banks of Nith, June, 1780. First Copy |
150 |
| The same. December, 1788. Second Copy |
151 |
| To Captain Riddel, of Glenriddel. Extempore
lines on returning a Newspaper |
152 |
| A Mother’s Lament for the Death of her Son |
152 |
| First Epistle to Robert Graham, Esq., of Fintray |
152 |
| On the Death of Sir James Hunter Blair |
153 |
| Epistle to Hugh Parker |
154 |
| Lines, intended to be written under a Noble
Earl’s Picture |
155 |
| Elegy on the year 1788. A Sketch |
155 |
| Address to the Toothache |
155 |
| Ode. Sacred to the memory of Mrs. Oswald, of
Auchencruive |
156 |
| Fragment inscribed to the Right Hon. C.J. Fox |
156 |
| On seeing a wounded Hare limp by me, which a
Fellow had just shot |
157 |
| To Dr. Blacklock. In answer to a Letter |
158 |
| Delia. An Ode |
159 |
| To John M’Murdo, Esq. |
159 |
| Prologue, spoken at the Theatre, Dumfries, 1st
January, 1790 |
159 |
| Scots Prologue, for Mr. Sutherland’s Benefit-night,
Dumfries |
160 |
| Sketch. New-year’s Day. To Mrs. Dunlop |
160 |
| To a Gentleman who had sent him a Newspaper,
and offered to continue it free of expense |
161 |
| The Kirk’s Alarm. A Satire. First Version |
162 |
| The Kirk’s Alarm. A Ballad. Second Version |
163 |
| Peg Nicholson |
165 |
| On Captain Matthew Henderson, a gentleman
who held the patent for his honours immediately
from Almighty God |
165 |
| The Five Carlins. A Scots Ballad |
167 |
| The Laddies by the Banks o’ Nith |
168 |
| Epistle to Robert Graham, Esq., of Fintray, on
the close of the disputed Election between
Sir James Johnstone, and Captain Miller,
for the Dumfries district of Boroughs |
169 |
| On Captain Grose’s Peregrination through Scotland,
collecting the Antiquities of that kingdom |
170 |
| Written in a wrapper, enclosing a letter to Captain
Grose |
171 |
| Tam O’ Shanter. A Tale |
171 |
| Address of Beelzebub to the President of the
Highland Society |
174 |
| To John Taylor |
175 |
| Lament of Mary Queen of Scots, on the approach
of Spring |
175 |
| The Whistle |
176 |
| Elegy on Miss Burnet of Monboddo |
178 |
| Lament for James, Earl of Glencairn |
178 |
| Lines sent to Sir John Whitefoord, Bart., of
Whitefoord, with the foregoing Poem |
179 |
| Address to the Shade of Thomson, on crowning
his Bust at Ednam with bays |
179 |
| To Robert Graham, Esq., of Fintray |
180 |
| To Robert Graham, Esq., of Fintray, on receiving
a favour |
181 |
| A Vision |
181 |
| To John Maxwell, of Terraughty, on his birthday |
182 |
| The Rights of Women, an occasional Address
spoken by Miss Fontenelle, on her benefit-night,
Nov. 26, 1792 |
182 |
| Monody on a Lady famed for her caprice |
183 |
| Epistle from Esopus to Maria |
184 |
| Poem on Pastoral Poetry |
185 |
| Sonnet, written on the 25th January, 1793, the
birthday of the Author, on hearing a thrush
sing in a morning walk |
185 |
| Sonnet on the death of Robert Riddel, Esq., of
Glenriddel, April, 1794 |
186 |
| Impromptu on Mrs. Riddel’s birthday |
186 |
| Liberty. A Fragment |
186 |
| Verses to a young Lady |
186 |
| The Vowels. A Tale |
187 |
| Verses to John Rankine |
187 |
| On Sensibility. To my dear and much-honoured
friend, Mrs. Dunlop, of Dunlop |
188 |
| Lines sent to a Gentleman whom he had offended |
188 |
| Address spoken by Miss Fontenelle on her
Benefit-night |
188 |
| On seeing Miss Fontenelle in a favourite character |
189 |
| To Chloris |
189 |
| Poetical Inscription for an Altar to Independence |
189 |
| The Heron Ballads. Balled First |
190 |
| The Heron Ballads. Ballad Second |
190 |
| The Heron Ballads. Ballad Third |
192 |
| Poem addressed to Mr. Mitchell, Collector of
Excise, Dumfries, 1796 |
193 |
| To Miss Jessy Lewars, Dumfries, with Johnson’s
Musical Museum |
193 |
| Poem on Life, addressed to Colonel de Peyster,
Dumfries, 1796 |
193 |
[xiv]
| On the Author’s Father |
194 |
| On R.A., Esq. |
194 |
| On a Friend |
194 |
| For Gavin Hamilton |
194 |
| On wee Johnny |
195 |
| On John Dove, Innkeeper, Mauchline |
195 |
| On a Wag in Mauchline |
195 |
| On a celebrated ruling Elder |
195 |
| On a noisy Polemic |
195 |
| On Miss Jean Scott |
195 |
| On a henpecked Country Squire |
195 |
| On the same |
196 |
| On the same |
196 |
| The Highland Welcome |
196 |
| On William Smellie |
196 |
| Written on a window of the Inn at Carron |
196 |
| The Book-worms |
196 |
| Lines on Stirling |
197 |
| The Reproof |
197 |
| The Reply |
197 |
| Lines written under the Picture of the celebrated
Miss Burns |
197 |
| Extempore in the Court of Session |
197 |
| The henpecked Husband |
197 |
| Written at Inverary |
198 |
| On Elphinston’s Translation of Martial’s Epigrams |
198 |
| Inscription on the Head-stone of Fergusson |
198 |
| On a Schoolmaster |
198 |
| A Grace before Dinner |
198 |
| A Grace before Meat |
198 |
| On Wat |
198 |
| On Captain Francis Grose |
199 |
| Impromptu to Miss Ainslie |
199 |
| The Kirk of Lamington |
199 |
| The League and Covenant |
199 |
| Written on a pane of glass in the Inn at Moffat |
199 |
| Spoken on being appointed to the Excise |
199 |
| Lines on Mrs. Kemble |
199 |
| To Mr. Syme |
200 |
| To Mr. Syme, with a present of a dozen of
porter |
200 |
| A Grace |
200 |
| Inscription on a goblet |
200 |
| The Invitation |
200 |
| The Creed of Poverty |
200 |
| Written in a Lady’s pocket-book |
200 |
| The Parson’s Looks |
200 |
| The Toad-eater |
201 |
| On Robert Riddel |
201 |
| The Toast |
201 |
| On a Person nicknamed the Marquis |
201 |
| Lines written on a window |
201 |
| Lines written on a window of the Globe Tavern,
Dumfries |
201 |
| The Selkirk Grace |
202 |
| To Dr. Maxwell, on Jessie Staig’s recovery |
202 |
| Epitaph |
202 |
| Epitaph on William Nicol |
202 |
| On the Death of a Lapdog, named Echo |
202 |
| On a noted Coxcomb |
202 |
| On seeing the beautiful Seat of Lord Galloway |
202 |
| On the same |
203 |
| On the same |
203 |
| To the same, on the Author being threatened
with his resentment |
203 |
| On a Country Laird |
203 |
| On John Bushby |
203 |
| The true loyal Natives |
203 |
| On a Suicide |
203 |
| Extempore, pinned on a Lady’s coach |
203 |
| Lines to John Rankine |
204 |
| Jessy Lewars |
204 |
| The Toast |
204 |
| On Miss Jessy Lewars |
204 |
| On the recovery of Jessy Lewars |
204 |
| Tam the Chapman |
204 |
| “Here’s a bottle and an honest friend” |
205 |
| “Tho’ fickle fortune has deceived me” |
205 |
| To John Kennedy |
205 |
| To the same |
205 |
| “There’s naethin’ like the honest nappy” |
205 |
| On the blank leaf of a work by Hannah More,
presented by Mrs. C |
206 |
| To the Men and Brethren of the Masonic Lodge
at Tarbolton |
206 |
| Impromptu |
206 |
| Prayer for Adam Armour |
206 |
| Handsome Nell |
207 |
| Luckless Fortune |
208 |
| “I dream’d I lay where flowers were springing” |
208 |
| Tibbie, I hae seen the day |
208 |
| “My father was a farmer upon the Carrick
border” |
209 |
| John Barleycorn. A Ballad |
210 |
| The Rigs o’ Barley |
210 |
| Montgomery’s Peggy |
211 |
| The Mauchline Lady |
211 |
| The Highland Lassie |
211 |
| Peggy |
212 |
| The rantin’ Dog the Daddie o’t |
213 |
| “My heart was ance as blithe and free” |
213 |
| My Nannie O |
213 |
| A Fragment. “One night as I did wander” |
214 |
| Bonnie Peggy Alison |
214 |
| Green grow the Rashes, O |
214 |
| My Jean |
215 |
| Robin |
215 |
| “Her flowing locks, the raven’s wing” |
216 |
| “O leave novels, ye Mauchline belles” |
216 |
| Young Peggy |
216 |
| The Cure for all Care |
217 |
| Eliza |
217 |
| The Sons of Old Killie |
217 |
| And maun I still on Menie doat |
218 |
| The Farewell to the Brethren of St. James’s
Lodge, Tarbolton |
218 |
| On Cessnock Banks |
219 |
| Mary |
220 |
| The Lass of Ballochmyle |
220 |
| “The gloomy night is gathering fast” |
221 |
| “O whar did ye get that hauver meal bannock?” |
221 |
| The Joyful Widower |
221 |
| “O Whistle, and I’ll come to you, my lad” |
222 |
| “I am my mammy’s ae bairn” |
222 |
| The Birks of Aberfeldy |
222 |
| Macpherson’s Farewell |
223 |
| Braw, braw Lads of Galla Water |
223 |
| “Stay, my charmer, can you leave me?” |
224 |
| Strathallan’s Lament |
224 |
| My Hoggie |
224 |
| Her Daddie forbad, her Minnie forbad |
224 |
| Up in the Morning early |
225 |
| The young Highland Rover |
225 |
| Hey the dusty Miller |
225 |
| Duncan Davison |
226 |
| Theniel Menzies’ bonnie Mary |
226 |
| The Banks of the Devon |
226 |
| Weary fa’ you, Duncan Gray |
227 |
| The Ploughman |
227 |
| Landlady, count the Lawin |
228 |
| “Raving winds around her blowing” |
228 |
| “How long and dreary is the night” |
228 |
| Musing on the roaring Ocean |
229 |
| Blithe, blithe and merry was she |
229 |
| The blude red rose at Yule may blaw |
229 |
| O’er the Water to Charlie |
230 |
| A Rose-bud by my early walk |
230 |
| Rattlin’, roarin’ Willie |
230 |
| Where braving angry Winter’s Storms |
231 |
| Tibbie Dunbar |
231 |
| Bonnie Castle Gordon |
231 |
| My Harry was a gallant gay |
232 |
| The Tailor fell through the bed, thimbles an’ a’ |
232 |
| Ay Waukin O! |
232 |
| Beware o’ Bonnie Ann |
233 |
| The Gardener wi’ his paidle |
233 |
| Blooming Nelly |
233 |
| The day returns, my bosom burns |
234 |
| My Love she’s but a lassie yet |
234 |
| Jamie, come try me |
234 |
| Go fetch to me a Pint O’ Wine |
235 |
| The Lazy Mist |
235 |
| O mount and go |
235 |
| Of a’ the airts the wind can blaw |
235 |
| Whistle o’er the lave o’t |
236 |
| O were I on Parnassus’ Hill |
236 |
| “There’s a youth in this city” |
237 |
| My heart’s in the Highlands |
237 |
| John Anderson, my Jo |
237 |
| Awa, Whigs, awa |
238 |
| Ca’ the Ewes to the Knowes |
238 |
| Merry hae I been teethin’ a heckle |
239 |
| The Braes of Ballochmyle |
239 |
| To Mary in Heaven |
239 |
| Eppie Adair |
240 |
| The Battle of Sherriff-muir |
240 |
| Young Jockey was the blithest lad |
241 |
| O Willie brewed a peck o’ maut |
241 |
| The braes o’ Killiecrankie, O |
241 |
| I gaed a waefu’ gate yestreen |
242 |
| The Banks of Nith |
242 |
| Tam Glen |
242 |
| Frae the friends and land I love |
243 |
| Craigie-burn Wood |
243 |
| Cock up your Beaver |
244 |
| O meikle thinks my luve o’ my beauty |
244 |
| Gudewife, count the Lawin |
244 |
| There’ll never be peace till Jamie comes hame |
245 |
| The bonnie lad that’s far awa |
245 |
| I do confess thou art sae fair |
245 |
| Yon wild mossy mountains sae lofty and wide |
246 |
| It is na, Jean, thy bonnie face |
246 |
| When I think on the happy days |
247 |
| Whan I sleep I dream |
247 |
| “I murder hate by field or flood” |
247 |
| O gude ale comes and gude ale goes |
247 |
| Robin shure in hairst |
248 |
| Bonnie Peg |
248 |
| Gudeen to you, Kimmer |
248 |
| Ah, Chloris, since it may na be |
249 |
| Eppie M’Nab |
249 |
| Wha is that at my bower-door |
249 |
| What can a young lassie do wi’ an auld man |
250 |
| Bonnie wee thing, cannie wee thing |
250 |
| The tither morn when I forlorn |
250 |
| Ae fond kiss, and then we sever |
251 |
| Lovely Davies |
251 |
| The weary Pond o’ Tow |
252 |
| Naebody |
252 |
| An O for ane and twenty, Tam |
252 |
| O Kenmure’s on and awa, Willie |
253 |
| The Collier Laddie |
253 |
| Nithsdale’s Welcome Hame |
254 |
| As I was a-wand’ring ae Midsummer e’enin |
254 |
| Bessy and her Spinning-wheel |
254 |
| The Posie |
255 |
| The Country Lass |
255 |
| Turn again, thou fair Eliza |
256 |
| Ye Jacobites by name |
256 |
| Ye flowery banks o’bonnie Doon |
257 |
| Ye banks and braes o’ bonnie Doon |
257 |
| Willie Wastle |
257 |
| O Lady Mary Ann |
258 |
| Such a parcel of rogues in a nation |
258 |
| The Carle of Kellyburn braes |
259 |
| Jockey’s ta’en the parting kiss |
260 |
| Lady Onlie |
260 |
| The Chevalier’s Lament |
260 |
| Song of Death |
261 |
| Flow gently, sweet Afton |
261 |
| Bonnie Bell |
262 |
| Hey ca’ thro’, ca’ thro’ |
262 |
| The Gallant weaver |
262 |
| The deuks dang o’er my Daddie |
262 |
| She’s fair and fause |
263 |
| The Deil cam’ fiddling thro’ the town |
263 |
| The lovely Lass of Inverness |
263 |
| O my luve’s like a red, red rose |
264 |
| Louis, what reck I by thee |
264 |
| Had I the wyte she bade me |
264 |
| Coming through the rye |
265 |
| Young Jamie, pride of a’ the plain |
265 |
| Out over the Forth I look to the north |
265 |
| The Lass of Ecclefechan |
265 |
| The Cooper o’ Cuddie |
266 |
| For the sake of somebody |
266 |
| I coft a stane o’ haslock woo |
266 |
| The lass that made the bed for me |
267 |
| Sae far awa |
267 |
| I’ll ay ca’ in by yon town |
268 |
| O wat ye wha’s in yon town |
268 |
| O May, thy morn |
269 |
| Lovely Polly Stewart |
269 |
| Bonnie laddie, Highland laddie |
269 |
| Anna, thy charms my bosom fire |
270 |
| Cassilis’ Banks |
270 |
| To thee, lov’d Nith |
270 |
| Bannocks o’ Barley |
270 |
| Hee Balou! my sweet wee Donald |
270 |
| Wae is my heart, and the tear’s in my e’e |
271 |
| Here’s his health in water |
271 |
| My Peggy’s face, my Peggy’s form |
271 |
| Gloomy December |
272 |
| My lady’s gown, there’s gairs upon ’t |
272 |
| Amang the trees, where humming bees |
272 |
| The gowden locks of Anna |
273 |
| My ain kind dearie, O |
273 |
| Will ye go to the Indies, my Mary |
273 |
| She is a winsome wee thing |
274 |
| Bonny Leslie |
274 |
| Highland Mary |
275 |
| Auld Rob Morris |
275 |
| Duncan Gray |
276 |
| O poortith cauld, and restless love |
276 |
| Galla Water |
277 |
| Lord Gregory |
277 |
| Mary Morison |
277 |
| Wandering Willie. First Version |
278 |
| Wandering Willie. Last Version |
278 |
| Oh, open the door to me, oh! |
279 |
| Jessie |
279 |
| The poor and honest sodger |
279 |
| Meg o’ the Mill |
280 |
| Blithe hae I been on yon hill |
281 |
| Logan Water |
281 |
| “O were my love yon lilac fair” |
281 |
| Bonnie Jean |
282 |
| Phillis the fair |
283 |
| Had I a cave on some wild distant shore |
283 |
| By Allan stream |
283 |
| O Whistle, and I’ll come to you, my lad |
284 |
| Adown windng Nith I did wander |
284 |
| Come, let me take thee to my breast |
285 |
| Daintie Davie |
285 |
| Scots wha hae wi’ Wallace bled. First Version |
285 |
| Scots wha hae wi’ Wallace bled. Second Version |
286 |
| Behold the hour, the boat arrives |
287 |
| Thou hast left me ever, Jamie |
287 |
| Auld lang syne |
287 |
| “Where are the joys I have met in the morning” |
288 |
| “Deluded swain, the pleasure” |
288 |
| Nancy |
288 |
| Husband, husband, cease your strife |
289 |
| Wilt thou be my dearie? |
289 |
| But lately seen in gladsome green |
290 |
| “Could aught of song declare my pains” |
290 |
| Here’s to thy health, my bonnie lass |
290 |
| It was a’ for our rightfu’ king |
291 |
| O steer her up and haud her gaun |
291 |
| O ay my wife she dang me |
291 |
| O wert thou in the cauld blast |
292 |
| The Banks of Cree |
292 |
| On the seas and far away |
292 |
| Ca’ the Yowes to the Knowes |
293 |
| Sae flaxen were her ringlets |
293 |
| O saw ye my dear, my Phely? |
294 |
| How lang and dreary is the night |
294 |
| Let not woman e’er complain |
294 |
| The Lover’s Morning Salute to his Mistress |
295 |
| My Chloris, mark how green the groves |
295 |
| Youthful Chloe, charming Chloe |
296 |
| Lassie wi’ the lint-white locks |
296 |
| Farewell, thou stream, that winding flows |
296 |
| O Philly, happy be the day |
297 |
| Contented wi’ little and cantie wi’ mair |
297 |
| Canst thou leave me thus, my Katy |
298 |
| My Nannie’s awa |
298 |
| O wha is she that lo’es me |
299 |
| Caledonia |
299 |
| O lay thy loof in mine, lass |
300 |
| The Fête Champêtre |
300 |
| Here’s a health to them that’s awa |
301 |
| For a’ that, and a’ that |
301 |
| Craigieburn Wood |
302 |
| O lassie, art thou sleeping yet |
302 |
| O tell na me o’ wind and rain |
303 |
| The Dumfries Volunteers |
303 |
| Address to the Wood-lark |
304 |
| On Chloris being ill |
304 |
| Their groves o’ sweet myrtle let foreign lands
reckon |
304 |
| ’Twas na her bonnie blue een was my ruin |
305 |
| How cruel are the parents |
305 |
| Mark yonder pomp of costly fashion |
305 |
| O this is no my ain lassie |
306 |
| Now Spring has clad the grove in green |
306 |
| O bonnie was yon rosy brier |
307 |
| Forlorn my love, no comfort near |
307 |
| Last May a braw wooer cam down the lang glen |
307 |
| Chloris |
308 |
| The Highland Widow’s Lament |
308 |
| To General Dumourier |
309 |
| Peg-a-Ramsey |
309 |
| There was a bonnie lass |
309 |
| O Mally’s meek, Mally’s sweet |
309 |
| Hey for a lass wi’ a tocher |
310 |
| Jessy. “Here’s a health to ane I lo’e dear” |
310 |
| Fairest Maid on Devon banks |
311 |
| 1781. |
| No. |
|
| |
| I. |
|
To William Burness. His health a
little better, but tired of life. The Revelations |
311 |
| 1783. |
| II. |
|
To Mr. John Murdoch. His present studies
and temper of mind |
312 |
| III. |
|
To Mr. James Burness. His father’s illness,
and sad state of the country |
313 |
| IV. |
|
To Miss E. Love |
314 |
| V. |
|
To Miss E. Love |
314 |
| VI. |
|
To Miss E. Love |
315 |
| VII. |
|
To Miss E. On her refusal of his hand |
316 |
| VIII. |
|
To Robert Riddel, Esq. Observations
on poetry and human life |
316 |
| 1784. |
| IX. |
|
To Mr. James Burness. On the death of his
father |
322 |
| X. |
|
To Mr. James Burness. Account of the
Buchanites |
322 |
| XI. |
|
To Miss ——. With a book |
323 |
| 1786. |
| XII. |
|
To Mr. John Richmond. His progress
in poetic composition |
323 |
| XIII. |
|
To Mr. John Kennedy. The Cotter’s
Saturday Night |
324 |
| XIV. |
|
To Mr. Robert Muir. Enclosing his
“Scotch Drink” |
324 |
| XV. |
|
To Mr. Aiken. Enclosing a stanza on the
blank leaf of a book by Hannah More |
324 |
| XVI. |
|
To Mr. M’Whinnie, Subscriptions |
324 |
| XVII. |
|
To Mr. John Kennedy. Enclosing “The
Gowan” |
325 |
| XVIII. |
|
To Mon. James Smith. His voyage
to the West Indies |
325 |
| XIX. |
|
To Mr. John Kennedy. His poems in
the press. Subscriptions |
325 |
| XX. |
|
To Mr. David Brice. Jean Armour’s
return,—printing his poems |
326 |
| XXI. |
|
To Mr. Robert Aiken. Distress of mind |
326 |
| XXII. |
|
To Mr. John Richmond. Jean Armour |
327 |
| XXIII. |
|
To John Ballantyne, Esq. Aiken’s coldness.
His marriage-lines destroyed |
328 |
| XXIV. |
|
To Mr. David Brice. Jean Armour.
West Indies |
328 |
| XXV. |
|
To Mr. John Richmond. West Indies The Armours |
328 |
| XXVI. |
|
To Mr. Robert Muir. Enclosing “The
Calf” |
329 |
| XXVII. |
|
To Mrs. Dunlop. Thanks for her notice.
Sir William Wallace |
329 |
| XXVIII. |
|
To Mr. John Kennedy. Jamaica |
330 |
| XXIX. |
|
To Mr. James Burness. His departure
uncertain |
330 |
| XXX. |
|
To Miss Alexander. “The Lass of Ballochmyle” |
330 |
| XXXI. |
|
To Mrs. Stewart, of Stair and Afton.
Enclosing some songs. Miss Alexander |
331 |
| XXXII. |
|
Proclamation in the name of the Muses |
332 |
| XXXIII. |
|
To Mr. Robert Muir. Enclosing “Tam
Samson.” His Edinburgh expedition |
332 |
| XXXIV. |
|
To Dr. Mackenzie. Enclosing the
verses on dining with Lord Daer |
332 |
| XXXV. |
|
To Gavin Hamilton, Esq. Rising fame.
Patronage |
333 |
| XXXVI. |
|
To John Ballantyne, Esq. His patrons
and patronesses. The Lounger |
333 |
| XXXVII. |
|
To Mr. Robert Muir. A note of
thanks. Talks of sketching the history of his life |
334 |
| XXXVIII. |
|
To Mr. William Chalmers. A humorous
sally |
334 |
| 1787. |
| XXXIX. |
|
To the Earl of Eglinton. Thanks for
his patronage |
335 |
| XL. |
|
To Gavin Hamilton, Esq. Love |
335 |
| XLI. |
|
To John Ballantyne, Esq. Mr. Miller’s
offer of a farm |
335 |
| XLII. |
|
To John Ballantyne, Esq. Enclosing
“The Banks o’ Doon.” First Copy |
336 |
| XLIII. |
|
To Mrs. Dunlop. Dr. Moore and Lord
Eglinton. His situation in Edinburgh |
336 |
| XLIV. |
|
To Dr. Moore. Acknowledgments for
his notice |
337 |
| XLV. |
|
To the Rev. G. Lowrie. Reflections on his
situation in life. Dr. Blacklock, Mackenzie |
338 |
| XLVI. |
|
To Dr. Moore. Miss Williams |
338 |
| XLVII. |
|
To John Ballantyne, Esq. His portrait
engraving |
339 |
| XLVIII. |
|
To the Earl of Glencairn. Enclosing
“Lines intended to be written under a noble
Earl’s picture” |
339 |
| XLIX. |
|
To the Earl of Buchan. In reply to a
letter of advice |
339 |
| L. |
|
To Mr. James Candlish. Still “the old
man with his deeds” |
340 |
| LI. |
|
To ——. On Fergusson’s headstone |
341 |
| LII. |
|
To Mrs. Dunlop. His prospects on leaving
Edinburgh |
341 |
| LIII. |
|
To Mrs. Dunlop. A letter of acknowledgment
for the payment of the subscription |
342 |
| LIV. |
|
To Mr. Sibbald. Thanks for his notice
in the magazine |
343 |
| LV. |
|
To Dr. Moore. Acknowledging the present
of his View of Society |
343 |
| LVI. |
|
To Mr. Dunlop. Reply to criticisms |
343 |
| LVII. |
|
To the Rev. Dr. Hugh Blair. On leaving Edinburgh. Thanks for his kindness |
344 |
| LVIII. |
|
To the Earl of Glencairn. On leaving
Edinburgh |
344 |
| LIX. |
|
To Mr. William Dunbar. Thanking him
for the present of Spenser’s poems |
344 |
| LX. |
|
To Mr. James Johnson. Sending a song
to the Scots Musical Museum |
345 |
| LXI. |
|
To Mr. William Creech. His tour on the
Border. Epistle in verse to Creech |
345 |
| LXII. |
|
To Mr. Patison. Business |
345 |
| LXIII. |
|
To Mr. W. Nicol. A ride described
in broad Scotch |
346 |
| LXIV. |
|
To Mr. James Smith. Unsettled in life.
Jamaica |
346 |
| LXV. |
|
To Mr. W. Nicol. Mr. Miller, Mr.
Burnside. Bought a pocket Milton |
347 |
| LXVI. |
|
To Mr. James Candlish. Seeking a
copy of Lowe’s poem of “Pompey’s Ghost” |
347 |
| LXVII. |
|
To Robert Ainslie, Esq. His tour |
348 |
| LXVIII. |
|
To Mr. W. Nicol. Auchtertyre |
348 |
| LXIX. |
|
To Mr. Wm. Cruikshank. Auchtertyre |
348 |
| LXX. |
|
To Mr. James Smith. An adventure |
349 |
| LXXI. |
|
To Mr. John Richmond. His rambles |
350 |
| LXXII. |
|
To Mr. Robert Ainslie. Sets high
value on his friendship |
350 |
| LXXIII. |
|
To the same. Nithsdale and Edinburgh |
350 |
| LXXIV. |
|
To Dr. Moore. Account of his own life |
351 |
| LXXV. |
|
To Mr. Robert Ainslie. A humorous
letter |
357 |
| LXXVI. |
|
To Mr. Robert Muir. Stirling, Bannockburn |
357 |
| LXXVII. |
|
To Gavin Hamilton, Esq. Of Mr.
Hamilton’s own family |
358 |
| LXXVIII. |
|
To Mr. Walker. Bruar Water. The
Athole family |
359 |
| LXXIX. |
|
To Mr. Gilbert Burns. Account of his
Highland tour |
359 |
| LXXX. |
|
To Miss Margaret Chalmers. Charlotte
Hamilton. Skinner. Nithsdale |
360 |
| LXXXI. |
|
To the same. Charlotte Hamilton, and
“The Banks of the Devon” |
360 |
| LXXXII. |
|
To James Hoy, Esq. Mr. Nicol.
Johnson’s Musical Museum |
361 |
| LXXXIII. |
|
To Rev. John Skinner. Thanking
him for his poetic compliment |
361 |
| LXXXIV. |
|
To James Hoy, Esq. Song by the
Duke of Gordon |
362 |
| LXXXV. |
|
To Mr. Robert Ainslie. His friendship
for him |
363 |
| LXXXVI. |
|
To the Earl of Glencairn. Requesting
his aid in obtaining an excise appointment |
363 |
| LXXXVII. |
|
To James Dalrymple, Esq. Rhyme.
Lord Glencairn |
363 |
| LXXXVIII. |
|
To Charles Hay, Esq. Enclosing
his poem on the death of the Lord President
Dundas |
364 |
| LXXXIX. |
|
To Miss M——n. Compliments |
364 |
| XC. |
|
To Miss Chalmers. Charlotte Hamilton |
365 |
| XCI. |
|
To the same. His bruised limb. The
Bible. The Ochel Hills |
365 |
| XCII. |
|
To the same. His motto—“I dare.”
His own worst enemy |
365 |
| XCIII. |
|
To Sir John Whitefoord. Thanks for
his friendship. Of poets |
366 |
| XCIV. |
|
To Miss Williams. Comments on her
poem of the Slave Trade |
366 |
| XCV. |
|
To Mr. Richard Brown. Recollections
of early life. Clarinda |
368 |
| XCVI. |
|
To Gavin Hamilton, Esq. Prayer for
his health |
369 |
| XCVII. |
|
To Miss Chalmers. Complimentary
poems. Creech |
369 |
| 1788. |
| XCVIII. |
|
To Mrs. Dunlop. Lowness of spirits.
Leaving Edinburgh |
370 |
| XCIX. |
|
To the same. Religion |
370 |
| C. |
|
To the Rev. John Skinner. Tullochgorum.
Skinner’s Latin |
370 |
| CI. |
|
To Mr. Richard Brown. His arrival in
Glasgow |
371 |
| CII. |
|
To Mrs. Rose of Kilravock. Recollections
of Kilravock |
371 |
| CIII. |
|
To Mr. Richard Brown. Friendship. The
pleasures of the present |
372 |
| CIV. |
|
To Mr. William Cruikshank. Ellisland.
Plans in life |
372 |
| CV. |
|
To Mr. Robert Ainslie. Ellisland. Edinburgh.
Clarinda |
373 |
| CVI. |
|
To Mr. Richard Brown. Idleness. Farming |
374 |
| CVII. |
|
To Mr. Robert Muir. His offer for Ellisland.
The close of life |
374 |
| CVIII. |
|
To Miss Chalmers. Taken Ellisland.
Miss Kennedy |
375 |
| CIX. |
|
To Mrs. Dunlop. Coila’s robe |
375 |
| CX. |
|
To Mr. Richard Brown. Apologies. On
his way to Dumfries from Glasgow |
375 |
| CXI. |
|
To Mr. Robert Cleghorn. Poet and fame.
The air of Captain O’Kean |
376 |
| CXII. |
|
To Mr. William Dunbar. Foregoing
poetry and wit for farming and business |
376 |
| CXIII. |
|
To Miss Chalmers. Miss Kennedy.
Jean Armour |
377 |
| CXIV. |
|
To the same. Creech’s rumoured bankruptcy |
377 |
| CXV. |
|
To the same. His entering the Excise |
377 |
| CXVI. |
|
To Mrs. Dunlop. Fanning and the Excise.
Thanks for the loan of Dryden and Tasso |
378 |
| CXVII. |
|
To Mr. James Smith. Jocularity. Jean
Armour |
378 |
| CXVIII. |
|
To Professor Dugald Stewart. Enclosing
some poetic trifles |
379 |
| CXIX. |
|
To Mrs. Dunlop. Dryden’s Virgil. His
preference of Dryden to Pope |
379 |
| CXX. |
|
To Mr. Robert Ainslie. His marriage. |
379 |
| CXXI. |
|
To Mrs. Dunlop. On the treatment of
servants |
380 |
| CXXII. |
|
To the same. The merits of Mrs. Burns |
380 |
| CXXIII. |
|
To Mr. Robert Ainslie. The warfare
of life. Books. Religion |
381 |
| CXXIV. |
|
To the same. Miers’ profiles |
382 |
| CXXV. |
|
To the same. Of the folly of talking
of one’s private affairs |
382 |
| CXXVI. |
|
To Mr. George Lockhart. The Miss
Baillies. Bruar Water |
383 |
| CXXVII. |
|
To Mr. Peter Hill. With the present
of a cheese |
383 |
| CXXVIII. |
|
To Robert Graham Esq., of Fintray.
The Excise |
384 |
| CXXIX. |
|
To Mr. William Cruikshank. Creech.
Lines written in Friar’s Carse Hermitage |
385 |
| CXXX. |
|
To Mrs. Dunlop. Lines written at Friar’s
Carse. Graham of Fintray |
385 |
| CXXXI. |
|
To the same. Mrs. Burns. Of accomplished
young ladies |
386 |
| CXXXII. |
|
To the same. Mrs. Miller, of Dalswinton.
“The Life and Age of Man.” |
387 |
| CXXXIII. |
|
To Mr. Beugo. Ross and “The
Fortunate Shepherdess.” |
388 |
| CXXXIV. |
|
To Miss Chalmers. Recollections.
Mrs. Burns. Poetry |
388 |
| CXXXV. |
|
To Mr. Morison. Urging expedition
with his clock and other furniture for Ellisland |
390 |
| CXXXVI. |
|
To Mrs. Dunlop. Mr. Graham. Her
criticisms |
390 |
| CXXXVII. |
|
To Mr. Peter Hill. Criticism on an
“Address to Loch Lomond.” |
391 |
| CXXXVIII. |
|
To the Editor of the Star. Pleading
for the line of the Stuarts |
392 |
| CXXXIX. |
|
To Mrs. Dunlop. The present of a
heifer from the Dunlops |
393 |
| CXL. |
|
To Mr. James Johnson. Scots Musical
Museum |
393 |
| CXLI. |
|
To Dr. Blacklock. Poetical progress.
His marriage |
394 |
| CXLII. |
|
To Mrs. Dunlop. Enclosing “Auld
Lang Syne” |
394 |
| CXLIII. |
|
To Miss Davies. Enclosing the song
of “Charming, lovely Davies” |
395 |
| CXLIV. |
|
To Mr. John Tennant. Praise of his
whiskey |
395 |
| 1789. |
| CXLV. |
|
To Mrs. Dunlop. Reflections suggested
by the day |
396 |
| CXLVI. |
|
To Dr. Moore. His situation and
prospects |
396 |
| CXLVII. |
|
To Mr. Robert Ainslie. His favourite
quotations. Musical Museum |
398 |
| CXLVIII. |
|
To Professor Dugald Stewart. Enclosing
some poems for his comments upon |
398 |
| CXLIX. |
|
To Bishop Geddes. His situation and
prospects |
399 |
| CL. |
|
To Mr. James Burness. His wife and farm.
Profit from his poems. Fanny Burns |
399 |
| CLI. |
|
To Mrs. Dunlop. Reflections. His success
in song encouraged a shoal of bardlings |
400 |
| CLII. |
|
To the Rev. Peter Carfrae. Mr. Mylne’s
poem |
401 |
| CLIII. |
|
To Dr. Moore. Introduction. His ode
to Mrs. Oswald |
401 |
| CLIV. |
|
To Mr. William Burns. Remembrance |
402 |
| CLV. |
|
To Mr. Peter Hill. Economy and frugality.
Purchase of books |
402 |
| CLVI. |
|
To Mrs. Dunlop. Sketch inscribed to
the Right Hon. C.J. Fox |
403 |
| CLVII. |
|
To Mr. William Burns. Asking him to
make his house his home |
404 |
| CLVIII. |
|
To Mrs. M’Murdo. With the song of “Bonnie Jean” |
404 |
| CLIX. |
|
To Mr. Cunningham. With the poem of “The Wounded Hare” |
404 |
| CLX. |
|
To Mr. Samuel Brown. His farm. Ailsa fowling |
405 |
| CLXI. |
|
To Mr. Richard Brown. Kind wishes |
405 |
| CLXII. |
|
To Mr. James Hamilton. Sympathy |
406 |
| CLXIII. |
|
To William Creech, Esq. Toothache. Good wishes |
406 |
| CLXIV. |
|
To Mr. M’Auley. His own welfare |
406 |
| CLXV. |
|
To Mr. Robert Ainslie. Overwhelmed with incessant toil |
407 |
| CLXVI. |
|
To Mr. M’Murdo. Enclosing his newest song |
407 |
| CLXVII. |
|
To Mrs. Dunlop. Reflections on religion |
408 |
| CLXVIII. |
|
To Mr. ——. Fergusson the poet |
408 |
| CLXIX. |
|
To Miss Williams. Enclosing criticisms on her poems |
409 |
| CLXX. |
|
To Mr. John Logan. With “The Kirk’s Alarm” |
410 |
| CLXXI. |
|
To Mrs. Dunlop. Religion. Dr. Moore’s “Zeluco” |
410 |
| CLXXII. |
|
To Captain Riddel. “The Whistle” |
411 |
| CLXXIII. |
|
To the same. With some of his MS. poems |
411 |
| CLXXIV. |
|
To Mr. Robert Ainslie. His Excise employment |
412 |
| CLXXV. |
|
To Mr. Richard Brown. His Excise duties |
412 |
| CLXXVI. |
|
To Robert Graham, Esq., of Fintray. The Excise. Captain Grose. Dr. M’Gill |
413 |
| CLXXVII. |
|
To Mrs. Dunlop. Reflections on immortality |
414 |
| CLXXVIII. |
|
To Lady M.W. Constable. Jacobitism |
415 |
| CLXXIX. |
|
To Provost Maxwell. At a loss for a subject |
415 |
| 1790. |
| CLXXX. |
|
To Sir John Sinclair. Account of a book-society in Nithsdale |
416 |
| CLXXXI. |
|
To Charles Sharpe, Esq. A letter with a fictitious signature |
416 |
| CLXXXII. |
|
To Mr. Gilburt Burns. His farm a ruinous affair. Players |
417 |
| CLXXXIII. |
|
To Mr. Sutherland. Enclosing a Prologue |
418 |
| CLXXXIV. |
|
To Mr. William Dunbar. Excise. His children. Another world |
418 |
| CLXXXV. |
|
To Mrs. Dunlop. Falconer the poet. Old Scottish songs |
419 |
| CLXXXVI. |
|
To Mr. Peter Hill. Mademoiselle Burns. Hurdis. Smollett and Cowper |
420 |
| CLXXXVII. |
|
To Mr. W. Nicol. The death of Nicol’s mare Peg Nicholson |
420 |
| CLXXXVIII. |
|
To Mr. W. Cunningham. What strange beings we are |
421 |
| CLXXXIX. |
|
To Mr. Peter Hill. Orders for books. Mankind |
423 |
| CXC. |
|
To Mrs. Dunlop. Mackenzie and the Mirror and Lounger |
423 |
| CXCI. |
|
To Collector Mitchell. A county meeting |
424 |
| CXCII. |
|
To Dr. Moore. “Zeluco.” Charlotte Smith |
425 |
| CXCIII. |
|
To Mr. Murdoch. William Burns |
425 |
| CXCIV. |
|
To Mr. M’Murdo. With the Elegy on Matthew Henderson |
426 |
| CXCV. |
|
To Mrs. Dunlop. His pride wounded |
426 |
| CXCVI. |
|
To Mr. Cunningham. Independence |
426 |
| CXCVII. |
|
To Dr. Anderson. “The Bee.” |
427 |
| CXCVIII. |
|
To William Tytler, Esq. With some West-country ballads |
427 |
| CXCIX. |
|
To Crauford Tait, Esq. Introducing Mr. William Duncan |
427 |
| CC. |
|
To Crauford Tait, Esq. “The Kirk’s Alarm” |
428 |
| CCI. |
|
To Mrs. Dunlop. On the birth of her grandchild. Tam O’ Shanter |
429 |
| 1791. |
| CCII. |
|
To Lady M.W. Constable. Thanks for the present of a gold snuff-box |
429 |
| CCIII. |
|
To Mr. William Dunbar. Not gone to Elysium. Sending a poem |
429 |
| CCIV. |
|
To Mr. Peter Mill. Apostrophe to Poverty |
430 |
| CCV. |
|
To Mr. Cunningham. Tam O’ Shanter. Elegy on Miss Burnet |
430 |
| CCVI. |
|
To A.F. Tytler, Esq. Tam O’ Shanter |
431 |
| CCVII. |
|
To Mrs. Dunlop. Miss Burnet. Elegy writing |
431 |
| CCVIII. |
|
To Rev. Arch. Alison. Thanking him for his “Essay on Taste” |
432 |
| CCIX. |
|
To Dr. Moore. Tam O’ Shanter. Elegyon Henderson. Zeluco. Lord Glencairn |
432 |
| CCX. |
|
To Mr. Cunningham. Songs |
433 |
| CCXI. |
|
To Mr. Alex. Dalzel. The death of the Earl of Glencairn |
434 |
| CCXII. |
|
To Mrs. Graham, of Fintray. With “Queen Mary’s Lament” |
434 |
| CCXIII. |
|
To the same. With his printed Poems |
435 |
| CCXIV. |
|
To the Rev. G. Baird. Michael Bruce |
435 |
| CCXV. |
|
To Mrs. Dunlop. Birth of a son |
435 |
| CCXVI. |
|
To the same. Apology for delay |
436 |
| CCXVII. |
|
To the same. Quaint invective on a pedantic critic |
436 |
| CCXVIII. |
|
To Mr. Cunningham. The case of Mr. Clarke of Moffat, Schoolmaster |
437 |
| CCXIX. |
|
To the Earl of Buchan. With the Address to the shade of Thomson |
437 |
| CCXX. |
|
To Mr. Thomas Sloan. Apologies. His crop sold well |
438 |
| CCXXI. |
|
To Lady E. Cunningham. With the Lament for the Earl of Glencairn |
438 |
| CCXXII. |
|
To Mr. Robert Ainslie. State of mind. His income |
439 |
| CCXXIII. |
|
To Col. Fullarton. With some Poems. His anxiety for Fullarton’s friendship |
439 |
| CCXXIV. |
|
To Miss Davis. Lethargy, Indolence, and Remorse. Our wishes and our powers |
440 |
| CCXXV. |
|
To Mrs. Dunlop. Mrs. Henri. The Song of Death |
440 |
| 1792. |
| CCXXVI. |
|
To Mrs. Dunlop. The animadversions of the Board of Excise |
441 |
| CCXXVII. |
|
To Mr. William Smellie. Introducing Mrs. Riddel |
441 |
| CCXXVIII. |
|
To Mr. W. Nicol. Ironical reply to a letter of counsel and reproof |
442 |
| CCXXIX. |
|
To Francis Grose, Esq. Dugald Stewart |
443 |
| CCXXX. |
|
To the same. Witch stories |
443 |
| CCXXXI. |
|
To Mr. S. Clarke. Humorous invitation to teach music to the M’Murdo family |
444 |
| CCXXXII. |
|
To Mrs. Dunlop. Love and Lesley Baillie |
445 |
| CCXXXIII. |
|
To Mr. Cunningham. Lesley Baillie |
446 |
| CCXXXIV. |
|
To Mr. Thomson. Promising his assistance to his collection of songs and airs |
447 |
| CCXXXV. |
|
To Mrs. Dunlop. Situation of Mrs.Henri |
448 |
| CCXXXVI. |
|
To the same. On the death of Mrs. Henri |
449 |
| CCXXXVII. |
|
To Mr. Thomson. Thomson’s fastidiousness. “My Nannie O,” &c. |
449 |
| CCXXXVIII. |
|
To the same. With “My wife’s a winsome wee thing,” and “Lesley Baillie” |
450 |
| CCXXXIX. |
|
To the same. With Highland Mary. The air of Katherine Ogie |
450 |
| CCXL. |
|
To the same. Thomson’s alterations and observations |
451 |
| CCXLI. |
|
To the same. With “Auld Rob Morris,” and “Duncan Gray” |
451 |
| CCXLII. |
|
To Mrs. Dunlop. Birth of a daugh |