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ADDRESSED TO HENRY GREATHEAD, ESQ. THE, INGE
. NIOUS INVENTOR. : .
TIS night, and hark! the eastern blast
1 With fury blows upon the shore;. The thunder rolls,—the rain pours fast,
And angry billows madly roar! Now for poor sailors' fate falls.many a tear, And many a bosom's filld with anxious fear. The morn returns still thunders roar si
Loud blows the wind-the billows foam-
Or see again their, much lov'd home ?
Each sad foreboding proves too true;
See, on the rocks a ship is cast,
See, to the rigging clings the crew !
Now prompt to beld exploit the brave
Intent the hapless crew to save; The wreck's approach'd-on board are all receiv'd, Rescued from danger, and from death reprievid.
Blow on, blow an, ye ruthless winds, ...?
His much-lov'd friends and home again,
Alike to Fame and Albion dear, "/"
Whilft British tars the world revere; si
r io JOAN SAIELD.
On Mr Churchill's Death.
Says. Richard, Tom, you lie, : :
T LANG hae thought, my youthfu' friend,
Than just a kind memento ;
Let time and chance determine ;
Perhaps turn out a sermon.
And Andrew dear, believe me,
And muckle they may grieve ye: .
Ev'n when your end's. attained;
Where ev'ry nerve is strained. I
The real, harden'd wicked,
Are to a few restricked ::
An' little to be trusted ;
Its rarely right adjusted !
Their fate we should na censure,
They equally may answer; ing . A man may hae an honest heart,
Tho' poortith hourly stare him ; A man may tak a neebor's part,
Yet hae nae cash to spare him.
Ay free, aff han' your story tell,
When wi' a bosom crony;
Ye scarcely tell to ony.
Frae critical diffection;
Wi’ sharpen'd ly inspection. .
Luxuriantly indulge it';
Tho'naething should divulge it: . . I wave the quantum o' the fin,. .
The hazard of concealing; . .
And petrifies the feeling!
Asliduous wait upon her;
That's justified by honor; Not for to hide it in a hedge,
Nor for a train-attendant ;
Of being independent.
To haud the wretch in order;.
Let that ay be your border: Its flightest touches, instant pause ,
Debar a' side pretences; And resolutely keep its laws,
Uncaring consequences. The great Creator to revere, · Müft sure become the creature ; . But still the preaching cant forbear,
And ev’n the rigid feature :
Yet ne'er with wits prophane' to range,
Be complaisance extended; .
For Deity offended !
Religion may be blinded; ,. .
It may be little minded;
A conscience but a canker
Is sure a noble anchor !
Your heart can ne'er be wanting!
Erect your brow undaunting!
Still daily to grow wiser:
L .. BURNS.
A Member of the modern great
The tinker forc'd to trudge it..
His Lordship would parade for;
it' ion ; : CUNNINGHAM."