TO WHICH IS ADDED,
xses, occasioned by seeing two men sawi»g
Timber, in the open field, in defiance
of « furious (torm.
BY ALEXANDER WILSON,
KTED BY G, flTAttJWELL, §0, HIGH-STREEX.
EAB AND RINGAN. ,
Hfxii ! but 'tis awfii' like io rise up kere, I
Wliere sic a sight o' learn'd folks* pows app(
Sae raony peircing een a' fixM on ane,
Is maist enough to freese me to a staae !
Jlut 'tis a mercy — mony thanks to fate,
Pedlars are poor, but uueo seldom blate-
is question, Sir, has been right weel disi>uk &
raeikle, weel-a-wat^s been said about it ;
s, that precisely to the point can sp«ak,
gallop o'er lang blauds of kittle Greek,
sent frae ilka side their sharpe opinion,
peePd it up as aue wad peel an ingon^.
imxx^ plague y^u lang wi* my poor spaie^
mly crave your patience to a Tale :
hieh ye'il ken on whatnaside Fm stmr;iii\
perceive your hindmost pjinute's rinnirA'.
e livM in Fife^ an auld, stout, warldly efeief ^
stomach kend naef fare but milk and :T,eal ;
fo he had, I think they ca'd her Kel!,
twft big §ons, amaist as heights hiffiKsel,
was a gleg, smart cock, with powdered pas
;an, a slow, fcarM, bashfu\ $i»3ple hash^
Tke qucitioM bad beeB sp«ken upon both ddcs before ik?s
ited, wbick was the last opinion girem on tfe« debate.
B&ith to the college gaed. At first Kpruce !
At Greek and Latin, grew a very dab :
He beat round about him, fair and clean
And iik ane courted hin to be their frien* ;
Erae house to house they harPd him to dim
'But cnrs'd poor Ringan for a hum-drum sii
Kab talked now in sic b lofty iPtrain,
As thoV braid Scotland had beco a' his ain
He ca'd the Kirk the Church, the yh'th the G
And changed his nanie, forsooth, frae Rab to!
WliHre'cr ye met him, feurishiog his rung,
Th© haill discourse was^^urderM wi* his ton
On friends and faes wi* impudence he set,
And ramm'd his nose in evVy thing he me
The college now to R.ah, grew douf and
He scorn'dl wi' books; stEpify his »kull ;
Jlu^ whirl 'd to Plays and Bails and sic like ph
And roared awa* at Fairs and Plintra R&ees
Sent hame for siUer frae his mother Bell,
Arid c^ft a horse, and rade a race himsel' ;
l)r:i:ik night and day, ao d syne, when mortal
U n\v\l on the floor, tvtvd snor'd like ony soi
)riicelst a' hh siliev vri some gambling spjirks,
3: >d pawned tor punch his Bible and his sarks;
deal) 11» driven at la&t to own he had eneugh,
ien'; led hame a* rags to baud his father's pleugh.
Pow hum-drum Ringan played anither part,
jr Kingan wanted neither mi nor art :
I mony a far afF place he kent tlie gate ;
53 deep, deep learned, but unco, unco bite,
e ke^d how mony mile 'twas to the incon,
I'ow mony rake wad lave the ocean toom ;
/here a' the swallows gaed in time o' snaw,
Hiat gars the thunders roar and tempests blavvj
rher« lumps o' siller grow aueath th© grun ;*
low a* this yirth rows round about the nun y
Ti chort, on haoka sae meikle tim.e he spent,
^e cou'daa speak o' aught bat ri^igan kent.
Sae meikle ieaming vfi^ st^e little pride,
jJoon gsin'd the leve o' a' the kintra side ;
\nd Death, at riiat time, hspp'ning to nip aff
riie pairisii Minister — -a poor dull ca^^,
Ringan v^as sought he ccu'dna* say them fiay,.
And there he's preaching at this very day.
Now, Mr. President^ I think 'tis plain,
That yoiithfu' diffidence is certain gain.
Instead of bloi;king up the road to knowledge
It guides alike, in Commerce or at College j
Struggles the bursts of pas3iij»n to controul,
Feeds dl the finer feeiings of the soul ;
Defies the deep laid stratageme of guile,
And gires each innocence a sweeter smile j
Enobles all the little worth we h^ve,
And shields our virtue even to the grave.
How v^t the difference then, between th
Since pleaiute «5ver is pursu'd by pain.
Pleasure's a Syren, with inviting arms,
Sweet is her voice, and powerful ars her charm
Lur'd by her call, we tread her flow'ry ground
Joy mugs o«:r steps, and musie vrarbles round
LuIlM in her ftrms, we lose the flying hours,
And lie embosomM 'midst her blooming bow'rs,
Till — arm'd with death, ghe watches our undoing
Stabs, while she sings, and triumphs in our rum.
casioaed by seeing two men sawing timber, in tiie opeu
field, in defiance of a furious storra.
Y friends, for G — dsake ! qu&k your wark,
' )P think to war a wind sae stark ;
)ur Sawvpife stoops, like wands, are shaking,
le very planks and deals are quaking j
i're tempting Providence, I swear,
3 raise your graith sae madly here. *
)w, now ye're gone ! — Anither blast
ike that, and a* your sawing's past !
)me down, ye Sinner ! grip the Saw
^^ike death, or, troth, ye'll be awa\
a, na, ye*ll saw, tho* hail and sleet
''reathe owre your breast^ and freeze your feet,
!ear how it roars, and rings the bells ;
he Carts are tumbling rouEid themsers }
he tile and thack, and turf up^uhirls ;
;e yoa brick lum ! — down, d@wn it hurls
ut wha's yoH staggering owre the brae,
eneath a lade b^ttrd strae ;
e whe he will, goor luckless b — h I
[k strae and feim's baitfi^n the ditch.
The scla^tes are hurling down in hungers,
The cladding door and winnock thun'ers,
Bat, ho ! my hat in j hat's »wa' !
L— d help's ! the J^wpit'i down and a' !
Rax me your hand— hech ! how he grane«,
I fear your legs are broken bane«.
I tauld you this ; but, dei'l mak' ntatter !
Ye thought it a' but idle clatter ;
Now, »ee ! ye misbelieving sinners !
Your bloody shins — your Saw in flinners j
And round about yaur lugs the ruin.
That your demented folly drew on*
Experience ne'er sae sicker tells us,
Ai when she lifts her rung and felll us.