O laith, laith were our gude Scots lords, [loath THE most harmonious Scotch poet of the seventeenth century was William Drummond of Hawthornden. Born in 1585, he was educated at the University of Edinburgh and in France. When, on the death of his father, in 1611, he settled in his romantic residence, he devoted himself to authorship in prose as well as poetry. The death of the young lady to whom he was betrothed drove him to seek relief in foreign travel. He journeyed to Paris and Rome, and spent nearly eight years abroad, and collected a library of the choicest books of ancient and modern classics. He was fortunate in meeting a lady so strongly resembling the former object of his affections, that he obtained her in marriage. Returning to Hawthornden, he cultivated the acquaintance of Drayton and other English men of letters. Ben Jonson published an account of his visit to the Scotch poet's home. Drummond's poems belong to the same class as those of the contemporary English, yet are more natural and free from conceits. His purity of language and play of fancy are conspicuous. He was a devoted Cavalier, and the execution of Charles I. is said to have hastened the poet's death in 1649. EPITAPH ON PRINCE HENRY. (Prince Henry, eldest son of James I. of England, died in 1612.) STAY, passenger, see where inclosed lies Time, nature, place, could show to mortal eyes, At least that part the earth of him could claim TO HIS LUTE. My lute, be as thou wert when thou didst grow Is reft from earth to tune the spheres above, What art thou but a harbinger of woe? [warbling Each stroke a sigh, each sound draws forth a tear; For which be silent as in woods before: TO A NIGHTINGALE. SWEET bird! that sing'st away the early hours Well pleased with delights which present are, What soul can be so sick which by thy songs Quite to forget earth's turmoils, spites and wrongs, SWEET ROSE. SWEET rose! whence is this hue Which doth all hues excel? Whence this most fragrant smell, And whence this form and gracing grace in you? Or odoriferous Enna's plains you fed, In that dear blood which makes you look so red? ALLAN RAMSAY. ALLAN RAMSAY was not merely the predecessor of Burns, but also the chief inspirer of the Scotch peasant-poets of the eighteenth century. He was born in Lanarkshire in 1686, and was apprenticed to a barber in Edinburgh. He became acquainted with William Hamilton of Gilbertsfield, who had contributed to "Watson's Collection of Scots Songs" (1705), and by his favor was introduced to the Easy Club, a band of young Jacobites of literary proclivities. In this Ramsay, according to the custom, assumed the name Bickerstaff. When the publication of Pope's "Windsor Forest," in 1712, provoked a discussion among the London wits as to the merits of the rival pastorals of Pope and Ambrose Philips, there was an echo in Edinburgh. The Guardian in April, 1713, laid down the rules for genuine pastoral poetry: "Paint the manners of actual rustic life, not the manners of artificial shepherds and shepherdesses in a fictitious golden age; use actual rustic dialect; instead of satyrs and fauns and nymphs introduce the supernatural creatures of modern superstition." Ramsay, who had already written some humorous and fanciful poetry, took this criticism to heart, and composed pastoral dialogues true to life. Several of these were afterwards fitted together to form his renowned drama, "The Gentle Shepherd,” which was completed in 1725. Long before this Ramsay had exchanged his business of wig-making for that of book-selling, and had opened the first circulating library in Edinburgh. He also collected and edited old Scotch poetry and compiled the "Evergreen" from poems written before 1600, and the "Tea-Table Miscellany" from more recent English as well as Scotch sources. His labors both as publisher and editor were stimulating to the Scotch genius. His last literary work was a collection of "Fables" published in 1730, but he lived till 1758. "The Gentle Shepherd," written in their own dialect, became at once a favorite among the Lowland Scotch peasantry. It was circulated and acted in every parish, and its rather low tone of morality, derived from the drama of the Restoration, quickened the opposition to the Puritan spirit of the Kirk. It tended to foster the ostentation of libertinism seen in the warm-hearted incontinent Burns. Through the Easy Club of Jacobites, the generous, jovial, swaggering ideal of the Cavaliers was transmitted to the peasantry of Scotland, and has become a permanent element in the national character. LOCHABER NO MORE. FAREWELL to Lochaber, and farewell, my Jean, Though hurricanes rise, and rise every wind, Then glory, my Jeanie, maun plead my excuse; RUSTIC COURTSHIP. (From the "Gentle Shepherd,” Act I.) For yet the sun was wading through the mist, Her coats were kiltit, and did sweetly shaw [war [faithful [gay [tripping Her straight bare legs, that whiter were than snaw. |