As fweet smells on its braes the birk, ་་་ག་ The apple frae its rock as mellow. Fair was thy luve, fair fair indeed thy luve, Bufk ye, then bufk, my bouny bonny bride, Bufk ye, and luve me on the banks of Tweed, C. How can I bufk a bonny bonny bride? How can I busk a winfome marrow ? O Yarrow fields, may never never rain, Now dew thy tender bloffoms cover, For there, was bafely flain my luve, My luve, as he had not been a lover. The boy put on his robes, his robes of green, Ah! wretched me! I little, little kenn'd 75 He was in these to meet his ruin. Bb 2 The The boy took out his milk-white, milk-white steed, Unheedful of my dule and forrow; But ere the toofall of the night He lay a corps on the Braes of Yarrow. Much I rejoyc'd that waeful waeful day; 80 What can my barbarous barbarous father do, 85 My luver's blood is on thy fpear, How canft thou, barbarous man, then woọe me? My happy fifters may be, may be proud With cruel, and ungentle fcoffin', May bid me feek on Yarrow's Braes My brother Douglas may upbraid, upbraid, My luver's blood is on thy fpear, How canft thou ever bid me luve thee? Yes, yes, prepare the bed, the bed of luve, Let in the expected husbande lover. 90 95 100 But But who the expected husband husband is? Comes in his pale fhroud, bleeding after? Pale as he is, here lay him, lay him down, Pale tho' thou art, yet beft, yet beft beluv'd,. Pale, pale indeed, O luvely luvely youth, A. Return, return, O mournful, mournful bride, Thy luver heeds nought of thy fighs, 105 115 120 Bb3 XXV. ADMIRAL HOSIER'S GHOST, was written by the ingenious author of LEONIDAS, on the taking of Porto Bello from the Spaniards by Admiral Vernon, Nov. 22. 1739.-The cafe of Hofier, which is bere fe pathetically reprefented, was briefly this. In April, 1726, that commander was fent with a strong fleet into the Spanish Weft-Indies, to block up the galleons in the Ports of that country, or fhould they prefume to come out, to feize and carry them into England: be accordingly arrived at the Baftimentos near Porto Bello, but being reftricted by his orders from obeying the dictates of his courage, lay inactive on that ftation until he became the jeft of the Spaniards: be afterwards removed to Carthagend, and continued cruizing in thefe feas, till far the greater part of his men perished deplorably by the difeafes of that unhealthy climate. This brave man, feeing his beft officers and men thus daily fwept away, his ships expofed to inevitable deftruction, and himfelf made the sport of the enemy, is faid to have died of a broken heart. See Smollet's hift. The following fong is commonly accompanied with a Second Part, or Anfwer, which being of inferior merit, and apparently written by another hand, hath been rejected. There while Vernon fate all-glorious From the Spaniards' late defeat: And his crews, with fhouts victorious, Drank fuccefs to England's fleet: On a fudden fhrilly founding, Hideous yells and fhrieks were heard ; > Then each heart with fear confounding, A fad troop of ghosts appear'd, All in dreary hammocks fhrouded, On them gleam'd the moon's wan lustre, * Heed, oh heed our fatal ftory, I am Hofier's injur'd ghost, You, who now have purchas'd glory, Bb 4 *The Admiral's fhip. |