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 118 FAREWELL TO EDINBURGH.

But freely pour a glowing soul To thrill the tuneful lyre,

And mark on Gallon s beauteous brow Athenian domes aspire ;

And thou, with kindly guiding hand,

May st help the pilgrim wight, Who breathless climbs to seek a seat

On Arthur s towering height, Or taste from old St. Antoine s well

Cold water sparkling free, Or o er that ruined chapel pore,

Queen Margaret gave to thee.

St. Giles, like time-tried sentinel,

Uplifts his cross on high, And stirs his ancient might to guard

Thy pristine majesty ; And Learning reareth massive walls

Thy fairest haunts among, While, as a charmed child, the world

Doth list thy magic song.

Yet settling o er thy brow I see A tinge of mournful thought,

For Autumn blights the heather-flower, That generous Summer brought j

And though I seek a greener clime, Where flowers are fair to see,

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