Second Epistle To J. Lapraik（4 / 4）

  'tis he fulfils great nature's plan,
  and none but he.”
  o mandate glorious and divine!
  the ragged followers o' the nine,
  poor, thoughtless devils! yet may shine
  in glorious light,
  while sordid sons o' mammon's line
  are dark as night!
  tho' here they scrape, an' squeeze, an' growl,
  their worthless nievefu' of a soul
  may in some future carcase howl,
  the forest's fright;
  or in some day-detesting owl
  may shun the light.
  then may lapraik and burns arise,
  to reach their native, kindred skies,
  and sing their pleasures, hopes an' joys,
  in some mild sphere;
  still closer knit in friendship's ties,
  each passing year! ↑返回顶部↑