"The lyre which I in early days have strung,
And now my spirits faint, and I have hung
The shell that solaced me in saddest hour
On the dark cypress—"
May be compared with the last stanza but one of the 4th canto.
T.R.M.
INEDITED LINES BY ROBERT BURNS.
The following lines by Robert Burns have never appeared in any collection of his works. They were given to me some time ago at Chatham Barracks by Lieut. Colonel Fergusson, R.M., formerly of Dumfriesshire, by whom they were copied from the tumbler upon which they were originally written.