To ev'ry nobler virtue bred, And polish'd grace. DUAN SECOND. With mufing-deep, astonish'd stare, I view'd the heavenly-feeming Fair; A whisp'ring throb did witness bear Of kindred sweet, When with an elder Sifter's air She did me greet. All hail! my own inspired Bard! In me thy native Muse regard! 'Nor longer mourn thy fate is hard, Thus poorly low! I come to give thee fuch reward, As we bestow. 'Know, the great Genius of this Land, 'Has many a light, aerial band, 'Who, all beneath his high command, "As Arts or Arms they understand, Their labors ply. They SCOTIA'S Race among them fhare; Some fire the Sodger on to dare; 'Some roufe the Patriot up to bare Corruption's heart: • Some teach the Bard, a darling care, 'The tuneful Art. ''Mong fwelling floods of reeking gore, They ardent, kindling fpirits pour; Or, mid the venal Senate's roar, 'Or tore, with noble ardour ftung, The Sceptic's bays. To lower Orders are affign'd, The humbler ranks of Human-kind, The ruftic Bard, the lab'ring Hind, 'The Artisan; All chufe, as, various they're inclin'd, ( The various man. 'When yellow waves the heavy grain, 'The threat'ning Storm, fome, ftrongly, rein Some teach to meliorate the plain, • With tillage-fkill; And fome inftruct the Shepherd-train, Blythe o'er the hill. Some hint the Lover's harmless wile; ( Some grace the Maiden's artless fmile; • Some foothe the Lab'rer's weary toil, For humble gains, And make his cottage-fcenes beguile His cares and pains. Some, bounded to a diftrict-fpace, Explore at large Man's infant race, To mark the embryotic trace, • Of ruftic Bard; • And careful note each op'ning grace, A guide and guard. Of thefe am I-COILA my name; ' And this district as mine I claim, Where once the Campbell's, chiefs of fame, Held ruling pow'r : 'I mark'd thy embryo-tuneful flame, • With future hope, I oft would gaze, Fond, on thy little, early ways, Thy rudely-caroll'd, chiming phrase, • In uncouth rhymes, 'Fir'd at the fimple, artless lays 'Of other times. • I saw thee seek the founding fhore, 'Delighted with the dashing roar; To lower Orders are affign'd, The humbler ranks of Human-kind, The ruftic Bard, the lab'ring Hind, 'The Artisan; All chufe, as, various they're inclin'd, The various man. When yellow waves the heavy grain, 'The threat'ning Storm, fome, ftrongly, rein; 'Some teach to meliorate the plain, • With tillage-fkill; And some instruct the Shepherd-train, 'Some hint the Lover's harmless wile; 'Some grace the Maiden's artless smile; Some foothe the Lab'rer's weary toil, For humble gains, And make his cottage-fcenes beguile His cares and pains. |