The kindest one, and yet the flintiest going—
To thee—how much for thy commodious plan,
Lanark Reformer of the Ruts, is Owing!
The Bristol mail
Gliding o'er ways, hitherto deem'd invincible,
When carrying patriots now shall never fail
Those of the most "unshaken public principle."
Hail to thee, Scott of Scots!
Thou northern light, amid those heavy men!
Foe to Stonehenge, yet friend to all beside,