Fareweel my deep glen, speck'd wi' sloe,

O' tangled hazles full;

Green leas and heathery hills, where low My kine and glourin bull.

Fareweel my red deer, jutting proud,
My rooks, o' murky wing!
Farewell my wee birds, lilting loud,
Aw in the merry Spring!

Fareweel my sheep, that sprattle on,
In a lang line, sae braw,

Or lie on cliffs, the rocks aboon,
Like late-left patch o' snaw.

Fareweel my burn, that wimpling rins,
My clattering brig o' yew!

My scaly tribe, wi' gowden fins,
Sae nimbly flickering through!

Fareweel my boat, and lusty oars,
That skelp wi' miekle spray!

1. 3. Heathery, heathy.-1. 4. Glourin, sulky. 1. 7. Lilting, singing.-1. 10. Braw, handsome. 1. 11. Aboon, above.-1. 13. Wimpling, dimpling. 1. 16. Flickering, twinkling.l. 18. Skelp, dash.

Fareweel my braes on Tiviot shores,
That cool the Simmer's day!

Fareweel my neighbours, whase swift steed
O'er Saxon bounds ha' scower'd,

Soom'd drumlie floods when moons were dead,
And ilka star was smoor'd!

Maist dear for a' ye shared wi' me
When scaith and prey did goad,
And danger, like a wraith, did flee
Along the darksome road.

Fareweel my winsome wife, sae gay,
Fu' fain frae hame to gang,
Wi' spunky lads to geck and play,
The flowrie haughs among!

Fareweel my gowk! thy warning note

Then aft-times ca'ed aloud,

Tho' o' the word that swal'd thy throat,
Gude faith, I was na' proud.

1. 1. Braes, high banks.-1. 5. Soom'd, swam.
1. 5. Drumlie, turbid.-1. 6. Ilka, each.
1. 8. Scaith, injury.➡l. 9. Wraith, spectre.
1. 11. Winsome, handsome.-l. 13. Geck, romp.
1. 14. Haughs, meadows.-l. 15. Gowk, cuckow.

And pawky gowk, sae free that maid'st,

Or e'er I hanged be,

Would I might learn if true thou said'st When sae thou said'st to me!

1.1. Pawky, sly.

ADDRESSED

TO THE

REV. THOMAS SEDGEWICK WHALLEY,

ON LEAVING HIS SEAT, MENDIP LODGE, IN SOMERSET
SHIRE, OCT. 10т, 1804.

FAREWELL, my friend! who 'mid thy Alpine bowers,
Hast sooth'd and cheer'd my soul, depress'd by woe!
Thine many a potent spell to wing the hours,
And in life's winter bid the spirit glow.

Yes, e'en tho' sorrow aid the frost of time,
To blight the forms of fancy as they rise,
Till all of Great, of Lovely, of Sublime,
Is view'd with tearful tho' admiring eyes.

High on thy mountain-eminence I stand,
Or range the lawny walk, that zones its brow,
See vales, and woods, and lesser hills expand,
As in a map, the verdant steeps below.

Pledges of life, see villas throng'd acquire
Sweet power to socialize the blooming plains;
Pledges of Life Eternal, many a spire

Turn to the orient sun their golden vanes.

While yonder, stretching far its amber line,
Dividing England from the Cambrian strand,
Wide in the blush of morning glows the brine,
That bears our commerce to each distant land.

These, seen from the full shades that crown thy hill,
Or from thy gay Veranda's light arcade,
With poignant transport must the bosom fill,
If peace and joy its secret sense pervade.

On me the various landscape shines in vain,
Since the grave's iron slumber seals those eyes
Now, that must never view thy bright domain,
Or meet thy rays of genius as they rise;

Each generous kindness, worth without alloy,
Meet them, and blend with them congenial fires,

1. 7. The brine-Bristol Channel. Milton uses the word brine for the sea,

"The air was calm, and on the level brine
"Sleek Panope and all her sisters play'd."

1. 10. Veranda-An Italian colonade roofed.

Lycidas,