WHAT will this warld come to belyve!
The rhyming trade does briskly thrive
It wad appear;
They’re ane tane’t now, ye sanna guess,
In seven year.
No as lang syne, whan now and then,
The tunefu’ lasses lent the pen
To able hands;
And Shakespeare’s, Milton’s, Thomson’s fame
Illustrious stands.
I wat I thought it was right fair,
Whan after muckle thought and care,
On cow’ring wing,
My ain wee muse, in hamely strain,
Ettled to sing.
There lies an Isle, north Johnnie Groat’s,
They’re hafflins Danes, and hafflins Scots,
I watna how,
But whether it be Christen’d land
I hardly trow.
An unco place, they ca’ it Zetland,
For sailors wi’ surprize, cried “Yet Land!”
When it they saw,
Ferlying to find baith stane and mold,
Sae far awa’.
But learned scholars ca’ it Thul
(Margaret Chalmers)
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