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A robe of seeming truth and trust

Hid crafty Observation;
And secret kung, with poison'd crusts

The dirk of Dejunation:
A mask that like the gorget show'd.

Dye-varying on the pigeon ;
And for a mantle large and broad,
He
wrapt
him in Religion.

HYPOCRISY A-LA-MODE.

I.
Upon a simmer Sunday morn,

When Nature's face is fair,
I walked forth to view the corn,

An' snuff the caller air.
The rising sun owre Galston muirs,

Wi' glorious light was glintin;
The hares were hirplin down the furs,
The lav'rocks they were chantin

Fu’sweet that day.

II.
As lightsomely I glowr'd abroad,

To see a scene sae gay,
Three Hizzies, early at the road,

Cam skelpin up the way:

* Holy Fair is a common phrase in the West of Scotland for a sacramental occasion.

Twa had manteeles o dolefu' black,

Butiane wi' lyart lining;
The third, that gaed a-wee a-back,
Was in the fashion shining,

Fugay that day.

III.
The twa appear'd like sisters twin,

In feature, form, an' claes !
Their visage wither’d, lang, an' thin,

An' sour as ony slaes;
The third cam up, hap-step-an’-loup,

As light as ony lambie,
An' wi' a curchie low did stoop,
As soon as e'er she saw me.

Fu’kind that day.

IV.
Wi' bonnet aff, quoth I, - Sweet lase,

• I think ye seem to ken me;
• I'm sure I've seen that bonnie face,
. But

yet

I canna
Quo' she, an' laughin as she spak,

An' taks by the hands,
Ye, for my sake, hae 3i'en the feck
• Of a' the ten commands

"A screed some day,

name ye.'

V. - My name is Fun-your cronie dear,

• The nearest friend ye hae;

« An' this is Superstition here, VOL. III.

* An' that's Hypocrisy. • I'm gaun to ** ****** Holy Fair,

• To spend an hour in daffin: "Gin ye'll go there yon runki'd pair, We will get famous laughin

• At them this day.'

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I'll get my Sunday's sark on, • An' meet you on the holy spot;

"Faith we'se hae fine remarkin!" Then I gaed hame at crowdie-time

An' soon I made me ready;
For roads were clad frae side to side,
Wi' monie a weary body,

In droves that day.

VII.
Here farmers gash, in ridin graith

Gaed hoddin by their cotters ;
There, swankies young, in braw braid-claith

Are springin o'er the gutters.
The lasses, skelpin barefit, thrang,

In silks an' scaulets glitter ;
Wi' sweet-milk cheese, in monie a whan
An' farls bak'd wi' butter,

Fu' crump that day,

VIII.
When by the plate we set our nose,

Weel heaped up wi' ha'pence,

A greedy glowr Black Bonnet throws,

An' we maun draw our tippence. Then in we go to see the show,

On ev'ry side they're gatherin, Some carrying dales, some chairs an' stools, An' some are busy blethrin,

Right loud that day.

IX.
Here stands a shed to fend the show'rs,

An' screen our countra Gentry,
There, racer Jess, an' twa-three wheres,

Are blinkin' at the entry.
Here sits a raw of tittlin jades,

Wi' heavin breast and bare neck, An' there a batch of wahster lads, Blackguardin frae Kck.

For fun this day.

X.

Here some are thinkin on their sins,

An' some upo' their claes ;
Ane curses feet that fyl'd his shins,

Anither sighs an' prays:
On this hand sits a chosen swatch,

Wi' screw'd up grace-proud faces;
On that a set o'chaps at watch,
Thrang winkin on the lasses

To chairs that day.

XI.

happy is that man an' blest !
Nae wonder that it pride hám

Wha's ain dear lass, that he likes best,

Comes clinkin down beside him!
Wi' arm repos'd on the chair-back,

He sweetly does compose him;
Which, by degrees, slips round her neck,
An's loof upon her bosom

Unkenn'd that day.

XII.
Now a' the congregation o'er

Is silent expectation;
For ****** speels the holy door,

Wi' tidings o' d-mn--n.
Should Hornie, as in ancient days,

'Mang sons o' G- present him, The vera sight o' ** ***'s face To's ain het hame had sent him

Wi' fright that day.

XIII.
Hear how he clears the points o' faith

Wi rattlin an' thurnpin !
Now meekly calm, now wild in wrath,

He's stampin an' he's jumpin!
His lengther'd chin, his turn'd up snout,

His eldritch squeel and gestures,
Oh, how they fire the heart devout,
Like cantharidian plasters,

On sic a day!

XIV.
But hark! the tent has chang'd its voice;

Tkere's peace an' rest nae langer :

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