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nature&039;s w—a poe

hubly scribed to gav hailton, esq

great nature spoke: observant an obey&039;d—pope

let other heroes boast their scars,

the arks of sturt and strife:

and other poets sg of wars,

the pgues of huan life:

sha fa&039; the fun, wi&039; sword and gun

to sp ankd like ber!

i sg his na, and nobler fa,

wha ultiplies our nuber

great nature spoke, with air benign,

“go on, ye huan race;

this lower world i you resign;

be fruitful and crease

the liid fire of strong desire

i&039;ve pour&039;d it each bo;

here, on this had, does ankd stand,

and there is beauty&039;s blos”

the hero of these artless stras,

a lowly bard was he,

who sung his rhys i&039;s ps,

with ikle irth an&039;glee;

kd nature&039;s care had given his share

r, of the fg current;

and, all devout, he never ught

to ste the sacred torrent

he felt the powerful, high behest

thrill, vital, thro&039; and thro&039;;

and ught a rrespondent breast,

to give obedience due:

propitio powers screen&039;d the young flow&039;rs,

fro ildews of abortion;

and low! the bard—a great reward—

has got a double portion!

auld cantie il ay unt the day,

as annual it returns,

the third of libra&039;s eal sway,

that gave another burns,

with future rhys, an&039; other tis,

to eute his sire:

to sg auld il nobler style

with ore poetic fire

ye powers of peace, and peaceful ng,

look down with gracio eyes;

and bless auld i, r and long,

with ultiplyg joys;

ng ay she stand to prop the nd,

the flow&039;r of ancient nations;

and burnses sprg, her fa to sg,

to endless nerations!