But Sawney shall receive the praise
His Lordship would parade for:
One's debtor for his dapple greys,
And t'other's shoes are paid for.
On Seeing a Young Lady writing Verses with a Hole in her Stocking.
To see a lady of such grace,
With so much sense, and such a face,
So slatternly, is shocking!
O! if you would with Venus vie,
Your pen and poetry lay by,
And learn to mend your stocking.
Matrimony.
"My dear, what makes you always yawn?"
The wife exclaimed, her temper gone,
"Is home so dull and dreary?"
"Not so, my love?" he said, "not so;
But man and wife are one, you know;
And when alone I'm weary."
The Weeping Widow.
Lady Bel, who in public bewails her dead spouse,.
While in private her thoughts on another are turning,
Reminds us of lighting a fire with green boughs,
Which weep at one end while the other is burning.
From the Arabic.
The morn that ushered thee to life, my child,
Saw thee in tears, whilst all around thee smiled!
When summoned hence to thy eternal sleep,
Oh! mayst thou smile, whilst all around thee weep.
