Then heave aboard your grapple-airn,
And, large upon her quarter,

Come full that day.

Ye, lastly, bonny blossoms a',

Ye royal lasses dainty,

Heaven mak ye guid as weel as braw,
And gie you lads a-plenty.

But sneer na British boys awa',
For kings are unco scant aye;
And German gentles are but sma',
They're better just than want aye
On ony day.

God bless you a'! consider now,
Ye're unco muckle dautet ;

But ere the course o' life be through,

It may be bitter sautet:

And I hae seen their coggie fou,

1

That yet hae tarrow't at it;1
But or the day was done, I trow,
The laggen they hae clautet

2

Fu' clean that day.

caressed

salted

bowl full

scraped

1 To tarrow at food is to linger over it from dislike or want of appetite.

2 The angle between the side and bottom of a wooden dish.

APPENDIX.

ADDITIONAL STANZAS OF "THE VISION."

In a letter to Mrs. Dunlop of January 15, 1787, Burns speaks of certain stanzas of The Vision which he had omitted from the printed copy. A manuscript of ten leaves, in Burns's handwriting, has been preserved, which contains The Vision unabridged, as it stood in 1786- The Gloomy Night is Gathering Fast - The Lass of Ballochmyle — My Nanie, 0 — Handsome Nell-Song in the Character of a Ruined Farmer - Song, Though Cruel Fate should bid us Part- and Misgivings of Despondency on the Approach of the Gloomy Monarch of the Grave; all of them being poems which did not appear in the first edition, but most of which were inserted in the Edinburgh, or second edition. From allusions, the MS. was undoubtedly written after July 1786, and before the Edinburgh edition came out. By the liberality of Mr. Dick, bookseller, Ayr, present proprietor of the MS., we are enabled to present such portions of its contents as have not seen the light.

After 18th stanza of printed copies :

With secret throes I marked that earth,
That cottage, witness of my birth;

And near I saw, bold issuing forth

In youthful pride,

A Lindsay, race of noble worth,

Famed far and wide.

Where, hid behind a spreading wood,
An ancient Pict-built mansion stood,
I spied, among an angel brood,

A female pair;

Sweet shone their high maternal blood,
And father's air.1

An ancient tower 2 to memory brought
How Dettingen's bold hero fought;
Still far from sinking into nought,
It owns a lord

Who "far in western "3 climates fought,
With trusty sword.

There, where a sceptred Pictish shade
Stalked round his ashes lowly laid,

I saw a martial race portrayed

In colours strong;4

Bold, sodger-featured, undismayed,

They stalked along.

1 Sundrum.-B. Mr. Hamilton of Sundrum was inarried to a sister of Colonel Montgomery of Coilsfield; consequently, Burns felt a great interest in the family. The female pair were Misses Lillias and Margaret Hamilton, the latter of whom was living in 1851.

8 These words are written over the original in another hand.

4 The Montgomeries of Coilsfield.

Among the rest I well could spy
One gallant, graceful, martial boy,
The sodger sparkled in his eye,

A diamond water;

I blest that noble badge with joy

That owned me frater.1

After the 20th stanza:

Near by arose a mansion fine,2
The seat of many a muse divine;
Not rustic muses such as mine,

With holly crowned,

But th' ancient, tuneful, laurelled Nine,
From classic ground.

I mourned the card that Fortune dealt,
To see where bonny Whitefoords dwelt;3
But other prospects made me melt,

That village near; 4

There Nature, Friendship, Love I felt,

Fond-mingling dear.

Hail! Nature's pang, more strong than death !
Warm friendship's glow, like kindling wrath!

1 Captain James Montgomery, Master of St. James's Lodge, Torbolton, to which the author has the honour to belong.-B. 2 Auchinleck. - -B. The poet here pays a compliment to the Boswell family, and particularly to the biographer of

Johnson.

3 Ballochmyle. The Whitefoords were at this time parting with the property.

4 Mauchline.

Love, dearer than the parting breath
Of dying friend!

"Not even "1 with life's wild devious path,

Your force shall end!

The power that gave the soft alarms,
In blooming Whitefoord's rosy charms,
Still threats the tiny-feathered arms,
The barbed dart,

While lovely Wilhelmina warms

After the 21st:

The coldest heart.?

Where Lugar leaves his moorland plaid,3
Where lately Want was idly laid,

I markèd busy, bustling Trade,

In fervid flame,

Beneath a patroness's aid,

Of noble name;

While countless hills I could survey,
And countless flocks as well as they;
But other scenes did charms display,

That better please,

Where polished manners dwelt with Gray
In rural ease.4

1 Originally written "only."

2 A compliment to Miss Wilhelmina Alexander, the "Bonny Lass of Ballochmyle," in whom certainly, when Maria Whitefoord departed, the poetic worshipper of beauty found a new goddess not inferior to the former divinity.

3 Cumnock. — B.

4 Mr. Farquhar Gray. - B.