M********, R*****, are the boys, By th' head some day. XIV. Come, bring the tither mutchkin in, We'll light a spunk, and, ev'ry skin, Like oil, some day. * New-light is a cant phrase in the West of Scotland, for those religious opinions which Dr. Taylor of Norwich has defended so strenuously. THE CALF. TO THE REV. MR. On his Text, MALACHI, ch. iv. ver. 2. "And they shall “ go forth, and grow up, like CALVES of the stall." RIGHT, Sir! your text I'll prove it true, Though Heretics may laugh; For instance; there's yoursel just now, And should some Patron be so kind, As bless you wi' a kirk, I doubt na, Sir, but then we'll find, 4 But, But, if the Lover's raptur'd hour Forbid it, ev'ry heavenly Power, Tho', when some kind, connubial Dear, Your but-and-ben adorns, The like has been that you may wear And in your lug, most reverend James, Few men o' sense will doubt your claims And when ye're number'd wi' the dead, Below a grassy hillock, Wi' justice they may mark your head 'Here lies a famous Bullock! ADDRESS ADDRESS TO THE Deil. O Prince! O Chief of many throned Pow'rs, MILTON. O THOU! whatever title suit thee, Clos'd under hatches, Spairges about the brunstane cootie, wretches! Hear Hear me, auld Hangie, for a wee, E'en to a deil, To skelp an' scaud poor dogs like me, Great is thy pow'r, an' great thy fame; Far kend and noted is thy name; An' tho' yon lowin heugh's thy hame, Thou travels far; An' faith thou's neither lag nor lame, Nor blate nor scaur. Whyles, ranging like a roarin lion, Whyles, in the human bosom pryin, Unseen thou lurks. I've heard my reverend Graunie say, In lanely glens ye like to stray; Nod to the moon, Ye fright the nightly wand'rers way, Wi' eldrich croon. When |