He led his glorious few from distant lands,
And join'd to sense of head the fire of heart,
Of one the courage, and of one the art.
While virtue lives, while honour has a name,
While acts heroic fill the rolls of fame,
First in the list shall Gladesmuir have a place,
And Falkirk-plain, mark, Hawley! thy disgrace.
Now change the scene and show the sad reverse,
Where winter blasts th' autumnal smiles disperse;
Where the fierce Hanover directs the storm