POETICAL INSCRIPTION, FOR AN ALTAR TO INDEPENDENCE, At Kerrouchtry, the seat of Mr. Heron, written in Summer 1795. THOU of an independent mind Thy own reproach alone dost fear, VOL. IV. Bb SONNET No more, ye warblers of the wood, no more, How can ye please, ye flowers, with all your dies? That strain pours round th' untimely tomb where MONODY, * Robert Riddel, Esq. of Friars' Carse, a very worthy character, and one to whom our bard thought himself under many obligations. E. MONODY, ON A LADY FAMED FOR HER CAPRICE. How cold is that bosom which folly once fired, If sorrow and anguish their exit await, From friendship and dearest affection removed; How doubly severer, Eliza, thy fate, Thou diedst unwept as thou livedst unloved. Loves, graces and virtues, I call not on you; But come, And flowers let us cull for Eliza's cold bier. We'll search through the garden for each silly flower, We'll roam through the forest for each idle weed; But chiefly the nettle so typical, shower, For none e'er approached her but rued the rash deed. We'll sculpture the marble, we'll measure the lay; There keen indignation shall dart on her prey, THE EPITAPH. Here lies, now a prey to insulting neglect, What once was a butterfly gay in life's beam : Answer Answer to a mandate sent by the Surveyor of the windows, carriages, &c. to each farmer, ordering him to send a signed list of his horses, servants, wheel-carriages, &c. and whether he was a married man or a bachelor, and what children they had. SIR, as your mandate did request, Imprimis, then, for carriage cattle, My } * The fore-horse on the left hand, in the plough. |