"'Neath the green turf, dear Nature's Child,
Sublime, pathetic, artless, wil,
Of all thy quips and cranks despoir'd,
Cold dost fagy lie!
And many a Youth and Majden mild,
Shall o'er thee sigh !"
PRINTED FOR THE TRUSTEES OF THE LATE JAMES MORISON,
BY JOHN MOIR, ROYAL BANK CLOSE.