...day • My Mary from my soul was torn. O Mary ! dear departed shade ! Where is thy hlissful place of rest ? Seest thou thy lover lowly laid ? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his hreast ? That sacred hour can 1 forget, Can 1 forget the hallowed grove, Where hy the Minding Ayr we...

...lov'st to greet the early morn, Again thou usher'st in the day My Mary from my soul was torn. O Mary I dear departed shade ! Where is thy place of blissful...laid ? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast = That sacred hour can I forget ? Can I forget the hallow'd grove, Where by the winding Ayr we met,...

...impression stronger makes, As streams their channels deeper wear. My Mary, dear departed shade ! Where IB thy place of blissful rest ? Seest thou thy lover...laid ? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast ?" To the delineations of the poet by himself, by his Lrntlx?!', a nd by his tutor, these additions...

...lingering star, with less'ning ray, That lov'st to greet the early morn, Again thou usher'st in the clay My Mary from my soul was torn. O Mary ! dear departed...laid ? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast ? t Mary Campbell, the subject of these exquisite lines, has been already noticed, ante. They were...

...with miser care ; Time but the impression stronger makes, As streams their channels deeper wear. My Mary, dear departed shade, Where is thy place of blissful...laid ? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast .'" The beautiful verses entitled " Highland Mary," al luded to above, are in a strain no less impassioned....

...lov'et Co greet the early morn, Again thou usber'Bt in the day My Alary from my soul was torn. O Mary t ctors. " On this touching topic he writes to Mrs. Dunlop : — " Can it be possible that, when 1 resign this...

...As streams their channels deeper wear. My Mary, dear departed shade ! Where is thy blissful place of rest ? Seest thou thy lover lowly laid ? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast?" To wander through these woods of Coilsflcld, and reflect that, as the residence of rank and affluence,...

...from my soul was torn. О Mary ! dear departed shade ! Where is thy blissful place of reet ? Senst thou thy lover lowly laid? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast ? " That sacred hour can I forget, Can 1 forget the hallow'd grove, Where by the winding Ayr we met....

...beguile thee, My Eppie Adair ! TO MARY IN HEAVEN.* Tune— " Death of Captain Cook." THOU ling'ring star, with less'ning ray, That lov'st to greet the...laid ? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast? * White at Ellisland, Burnt composed thi> noblest of all his lyrics. " This celebrated poem," says...

..." Thou lingering star, with lessening ray, That lovest to greet the early morn, Again thou usherest in the day My Mary from my soul was torn. O, Mary...laid, Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast ?" &c. According to unvarying tradition, Coilsfield derives its name from " Auld King Coil," who is...