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 POEM. BURNS sweetly sang of Halloween, Be mine to tell of Fasten's c'en, These pleasant sports of a' langsyne, When health and youth and bliss was mine. I will not tell a foolish story If gaping crowds and clergy hoary Who give this day to wild devotion, And cross and kneel in strange emotion ; for all that Popish legends say, Were acted on this wondrous day. ach stories now are not worth telling, ut fit for weans that learn the spelling, Hail! glorious day of Reformation, 'hen reason calmly took her station, then knowledge spread, and erudition hfilm'd the eye of Superstition. las I what thousands still she tethers ho listen to her wondrous blethers. Weel I remind on Fasten's day, hen fighting cocks was thought a play: