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[.—Here first printed.—The author of this piece (a letter-carrier to the Glasgow Post Office) published in 1840 a small collection of "Original Poems and Songs."]

the shadows o' midnicht fa' dark frae yon fane,

O'er the graves o' the dead a' sae silent an' lane;

An' the yellow sered leaf wavers in the chill breeze,

Singin' sadly the dirge o' the dead through the trees:

O! then, when the moon lichtly skims the nicht blue,

An' flings o'er a' nature a pale ghaistly hue,

I wander a' lanely, or lean on the sward,

Makin' main wi' the owl in St. Mungo's Kirk-yard.