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to miss ferrier

enclosing the elegy on sir j. h. blair.

nae heathen name shall i prefix,

frae pindus or parnassus;

auld reekie dings them a' to sticks,

for rhyme-inspiring lasses.

jove's tunefu' dochters three times three

made homer deep their debtor;

but, gien the body half an e'e,

nine ferriers wad done better!

last day my mind was in a bog,

down george's street i stoited;

a creeping cauld prosaic fog

my very sense doited.

do what i dought to set her free,

my saul lay in the mire;

ye turned a neuk—i saw your e'e—

she took the wing like fire!

the mournfu' sang i here enclose,

in gratitude i send you,

and pray, in rhyme as weel as prose,

a' gude things may attend you!