IX.
ON A NOISY POLEMIC.
[This noisy polemic was a mason of the name of James Humphrey: he astonished Cromek by an eloquent dissertation on free grace, effectual-calling, and predestination.]
Below thir stanes lie Jamie’s banes:
O Death, it’s my opinion,
Thou ne’er took such a blethrin’ b—ch
Into thy dark dominion!
X.
ON MISS JEAN SCOTT.
[The heroine of these complimentary lines lived in Ayr, and cheered the poet with her sweet voice, as well as her sweet looks.]
Oh! had each Scot of ancient times,
Been Jeany Scott, as thou art,
The bravest heart on English ground
Had yielded like a coward!