Tobias Smollett Poems

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The Tears Of Scotland

Mourn, hapless Caledonia, mourn
Thy banish'd peace - thy laurels torn!
Thy sons, for valour long renown'd,

Burlesque Ode

Where wast thou, wittol Ward, when hapless fate
From these weak arms mine aged grannam tore?
These pious arms essay’d too late

To Independence

Thy spirit, Independence, let me share,
Lord of the lion-heart and eagle-eye,
Thy steps I follow with my bosom bare,

To Leven-Water

On Leven's banks, while free to rove,
And tune the rural pipe to love;
I envied not the happiest swain

Come Listen, Ye Students Of Every Degree

Come listen, ye students of every degree;
I sing of a wit and a tutor perdie,
A statesman profound, a critic immense,

From The Man Whom I Love, Though My Heart I Disguise,

From the man whom I love, though my heart I disguise,
I will freely describe the wretch I despise;
And, if he has sense but to balance a straw,

Let The Nymph Still Avoid And Be Deaf To The Swain

Let the nymph still avoid and be deaf to the swain
Who in transports of passion affects to complain,

To Fix Her!—’twere A Task As Vain

To fix her!—’twere a task as vain
To count the April drops of rain,
To sow in Afric’s barren soil,

While With Fond Rapture And Amaze

While with fond rapture and amaze
On thy transcendent charms I gaze,
My cautious soul essays in vain

Blue-Eyed Ann

When the rough North forgets to howl,
And Ocean's billows cease to roll;
When Libyan sands are bound in frost,