Who sweetened toil like him, or paid
To love a tribute dearer?
Through all his tuneful art, how strong
The human feeling gushes!
The very moonlight of his song
Is warm with smiles and blushes!
Give lettered pomp to teeth of Time,
So “Bonnie Doon” but tarry;
Blot out the Epic’s stately rhyme,
But spare his Highland Mary!