The following poems are not considered sufficiently authenticated - -or perhaps for other reasons to be included in the " Centenary Edition." They are printed either in the Wallace-Chambers edition or in the edition of Andrew Lang, or in both, as well as in some of the earlier editions. The notes prefixed to each poem will sufficiently explain the occasion of their production. 358 THE WREN'S NEST.-WHEN PLEASURE FASCINATES. THE PLOUGHMAN'S LIFE. ["Possibly this is a scrap from tradition, which Burns may have written down, with no idea of claiming it for his own." -ANDREW LANG. Printed also in Chambers.] As I was a-wand'ring ae morning in spring, I heard a young ploughman sae sweetly to sing; And as he was singin', thir words he did say, There's nae life like the ploughman's in the month o' sweet May. The lav rock in the morning she'll rise frae her nest, And mount i' the air wi' the dew on her breast, And wi' the merry ploughman she 'll whistle and sing, And at night she 'll return to her nest back again. SOUND BE HIS SLEEP. [Said to have been found on a window in the Cross Keys Inn at Falkirk, where Burns had spent the night. Printed in the Chambers Edition.] SOUND be his sleep and blithe his morn That never did a lassie wrang; Who poverty ne'er held in scorn For misery ever tholed a pang. WHEN PLEASURE FASCINATES. [In a letter to Mrs. Dunlop, Jan. 31, 1796. Printed in the Chambers Edition.] WHEN pleasure fascinates the mental sight. Affliction purifies the visual ray, |