The Poets of Scotland

Thompson, there born where mist and snow
Are the sole change the Seasons know,
Saw them alternate in his dreams.
And woke to charm the Nymphs of Thames.
The generous Scott and stalwart Burns
Blew Caledonia's pipe by turns ;
And Campbell with no fainter voice
Bade her in one more bard rejoice,
When Hohenlinden made reply
To " Glorious death or victory !"

Jonson to Shakespeare was preferr'd
By the bell-jingling low-brow'd herd,
Cowley to Milton. Who would mind
The stumbles of the lame and blind ?

We may regret their sad estate,
But can not make them amble strait