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Lament for James, Earl of Glencairn,
Page
. 256
Lines sent to Sir John Whitefoord of White-
foord, Bart. with the foregoing Poem,
Tam O'Shanter, a Tale,
On seeing a wounded Hare limp by me, which
a fellow had just shot,
. 259
ib.
. 267
Address to the Shade of Thomson, on crown-
ing his Bust at Ednam, Roxburghshire, with
On the late Captain Grose's Peregrinations
through Scotland, collecting the Antiquities
To Miss Cruikshanks, a very young Lady.
Written on the blank leaf of a Book, pre-
sented to her by the Author,
272
274
275
Song-Anna, thy charms my bosom fire,
On reading in a Newspaper the Death of
John M'Leod, Esq. Brother to a young
Lady, a particular Friend of the Author's, 276
The Humble Petition of Bruar Water to the
Noble Duke of Athole,
277
On scaring some Water-Fowl in Loch-Turit, 280
Written with a Pencil over the Chimney-piece,
in the Parlour of the Inn at Kenmore, Tay-
mouth,
Written with a Pencil, standing by the Fall of
Fyers, near Loch-Ness,
On the Birth of a Posthumous Child, born
in peculiar Circumstances of Family Dis-
tress,
The Whistle, a Ballad,
282
284
285
287
On the Death of a Lap-Dog, named Echo,
304
Song,
The Chevalier's Lament,
Epistle to R. Graham, Esq.
Inscription to the Memory of Fergusson,
Fragment, inscribed to the Right Hon. C. J.
Fox,
To Dr. Blacklock, Ellisland, 21st Oct. 1789,
Prologue, spoken at the Theatre, Ellisland, on
New-Year's Day Evening,
Elegy on the late Miss Burnet, of Monboddo, 316
Imitation of an old Jacobite Song,
Song of Death,
The Rights of Woman,
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306
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310
312
315
Address, spoken by Miss Fontenelle, on her
Benefit Night, Dec. 4, 1795, at the Theatre,
Dumfries,
SONGS. 1
320
Meg o' the Mill,
341
Blithe hae I been on yon hill,
O Logan, sweetly didst thou glide,
Fragment in Witherspoon's Collection
342
of
Had I a cave on some wild, distant shore,
By Allan stream I chanc'd to rove,
O whistle and I'll come to you, my lad,
Adown winding Nith I did wander,
Come, let me take thee to my breast,
Behold the hour, the boat arrive,
Thou hast left me ever, Jamie,
Auld Lang Syne,
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355
Bannock Burn, Bruce's Address to his Army, 356
Verses to a Young Lady, with a present of
On the Seas and far away,
Hark, the mavis' evening sang,
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362
She says she lo'es me best of a',
366
It was the charming month of May,
Lassie wi' the Lint-white Locks,
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373
Farewell thou stream that winding flows,
375
O Philly, happy be that day, .
376
Contented wi' little, and cantie wi' mair,
'Twas na her bonnie blue e'e was my ruin,
384