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An hardly in a winter's season,

E'er fpier her price.

WAE worth that brandy, burning tralla ! Fell fource o' monie a pain an' brash ! Twins monie a poor, doylt, drunken hala,

D'half his days ;

An' fends, besido, auld Scotland's calh.

To her warst faer.

Ye Scots, wha with auld Scotland well!

Ye chief, to you my tale I tell,
Poor plackless devils like myfel!

It fet's you illy

Wi' bitter, dearthfuwines to mell,

Or foreigo gill.

MAX gravels round his blather, wrench,

An

An' gouts torment him inch by inch,
Wha twists his gruntle wi' a glunch

O'sour disdain,

Out owre a glass o' whisky punch

Wi' honest men,

O Whisky! fout o' plays an' pranks!

Accept a Bardie's humble thanks !
When wanting thee, what tunless cranks

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Now colic grips, an' barkin hoaft

May kill us a' For loyal Forbes charter'd boast

Is ta'en awa?

THAE

THAE curst horse-leeches o'th'excise, Wha mak the Whisky ftells their prize! Haud up thy han’, Deil! ance, twice, thrice !

There, seize the blinkers !

An'bake them up in brunftane pies

For poor d-n'd. drinkers.

FORTUNE ! if thou'll but gie me still
Hale breeks, a scone, an' Whisky gill,
An' rowth o' rhỹme to rave at will,

Tak' a' the rest,

An'deal't about as thy blind skill

Direets the best.

VOL. I.

D.

THE THE AUTHOR's

EARNEST CRY AND PRAYER*

TO THE SCOTCH REPRESENTATIVES IN THE

HOUSE OF COMMONS,

Dearest of Distillation ! last and best !

How art tbou lost !.

PARODY ON MILTON.

YE Irish Lords, ye Knights an' Squises,

Wha represent our brughs an' shires,

An' doucely manage our affairs

In parliament,

To

*This was wrote before the Act anent the Scotch Distilleries, of session 1786: for which Scotland and the Author return their most grateful thanks.

To you a simple Bardie's prayers

Are humbly sent,

ALAS! my roupet muse is hearfe !

Your Honor's hearts wi' grief 'twad pierce

To see her fittin on her a--

Low i' the dust,

An' scriechin out prosaic verse,

An' like to burst !

TELL them wha hae the chief direction, Scotland an' me's in great affliction,

E'er fin, they laid that curst restriction

On Aquavitae ;

An' rouse them up to strong conviction.

An' move their pity.

STAND forth, an' tell yon Premier Youth,

The honest open naked truth:

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