An monie a scheme in vain's been laid, Till ane Hornbook 's" taen up the trade, 'Ye ken Jock Hornbook i' the clachan, P The weanst haud out their fingers laughin', See here's a scythe, and there's a dart, And cursed skill, Has made them baith no worth a f―t, W 'Twas but yestreen, nae farther gane, Wi' less I'm sure I've hundreds slain; It just play'd dirly on the bane, 'Hornbook was by, wi' ready art, Fient haetz o't wad hae pierc'd the heart m Stop or scare. n This gentleman, Dr. Hornbook, is professionally a brother of the sovereign Order of the Ferula; but, by intuition and inspiration, is at once an apothecary, surgeon, and physician. p Hamlet, or village. r A tobacco pouch. t Children. o Worst, or defeat. 9 A part of the entrails. Buchan's Domestic Medicine. u An oath of negation; i. e. in Dr. Hornbook's opinion he has rendered my weapons harmless-they'll kill nobody. w Yesternight. No matter! ≈ An oath of negation. y A slight tremulons stroke. The stem of Colewort. I drew my scythe in sic a fury, Withstood the shock; 'Ev'n them he canna get attended,d Just As soon's he smells 't, 'And then a' doctor's saws an' whittles, Their Latin names as fast he rattles 'Calces o' fossils, earth, and trees; He has 't in plenty; Aqua-fontis, what you please, He can content ye. Forbyef some new uncommon weapons, Or mite-horn shavings, filings, scrapings, Sal-alkali o' midge-tail clippings, And monie mae.'s b Tumbled. e The hard stone found in the Scottish hills-granite. d Those patients who cannot attend upon the doctor, or cannot be seen by him, must send their water in a phial, from the sight of which he pretends to know and cure their various diseases. e Knives. ƒ Besides. g More. 'Waes me for Johnny Ged's Holeh now, Nae doubt they'll rive it wi' the pleugh; The creature grain'd an eldritch laugh, They'll a' be trench'd wi' monie a sheugh, 'Whare I kill'd ane a fair strae death, Has clad a score i' their last claith, 'An honest wabsterP to his trade, Whase wife's twa nieves were scarce weel bred, Gat tippence-worth to mend her head, When it was sair; The wife slade cannier to her bed, 'A countra laird had taen the batts, His only son for Hornbook sets, The lad, for twa guid gimmer pets," h A name given to the grave-digger. i An enclosure for calves; the term is here used in allusion to the church yard. k Daisies. 1 Groaned a frightful laugh. m Ditch, or trench; i. e. will be filled with graves. To die in bed, in a natural way. o Shroud. p A weaver. Fists. r Slide gently, or dexterously s Botts. Murmuring, a slight rumbling noise. u Ewe lambs. A bonnie lass, ye kenn'd her name, Horn sent her aff to her lang hame, That's just a swatch o' Hornbook's way; Yet stops me o' my lawfu' prey, 'But, hark! I'll tell you of a plot, As dead's a herrin'; Niest time we meet, I'll wad a groat, But just as he began to tell, The auld kirk-hammer strak the bell I took the way that pleas'd mysel, w Swelled her belly. A sample. y By sending his patients to the church-yard. z Next. b So irresistible was the tide of ridicule, on the publication of this poem, that John Wilson, alias Dr. Hornbook, was not only compelled to shut up shop as an apothecary, or druggist rather, but to abandon his school also, as his pupils one by one deserted him. THE COTTER'S SATURDAY NIGHT. INSCRIBED TO R. AIKEN, ESQ. Let not ambition mock their useful toil, The short and simple annals of the poor.-Gray. My lov'd, my honour'd, much respected friend! The lowly train in life's sequester'd scene; The native feelings strong, the guileless ways; What Aiken in a cottage would have been ; Ah! tho' his worth unknown, far happier there, I ween. November chill blaws loud wi' angry sugh ;e The short'ning winter-day is near a close; The miry beasts retreating frae the pleugh; The black'ning trains o' craws to their repose; The toil-worn Cotter frae his labour goes, This night his weekly moil is at an end, Collects his spades, his mattocks, and his hoes, Hoping the morn in ease and rest to spend, And weary, o'er the moor, his course does hameward bend. At length his lonely cot appears in view, Th' expectant wee-things,d todlin,e stacher thro' The continued rushing noise of a strong wind. d Little children. e Tottering. f Stagger, g Fluttering. |