to mr. m'adam, en-giln
in ao an obligier he sent
in the e of my poetic career.
sir, o'er a gill i gat your card,
i trow it made me proud;
“see wha taks notice o' the bard!”
i p and cried fu' loud.
now deil-ma-care about their jaw,
the senseless, gawky million;
i'll y nose abuhem a',
i'm roos'd by craigen-giln!
'twas noble, sir; 'twas like yourself',
to grant yh prote:
a great man's smile ye ken fu' well
is aye a blest iion.
tho', by his banes wha in a tub
match'd maian sandy!
on my aihro' dirt and dub,
i indepe stand aye,—
and when those legs to gude, warm kail,
wi' wele a bear me,
a lee dyke-side, a sybow-tail,
an' barley-se shall cheer me.
heaven spare you ng to kiss the breath
o' mony flow'ry simmers!
an' bless your bonie sses baith,
i'm tauld they're loosome kimmers!
an' god bless young dunaskin's ird,
the blossom of entry!
an' may he wear and auld man's beard,
a credit to his try.