And, O! what deep important stare Hae a' the stick-armed forces, On guard this day. XXXVIII. Now Byron here himsel' would fail, And tell it o'er in clink: What shouts came pourin' frae the ring, How at the hindmost bout, lang King Cam' in wi' strength weel hained, Like shot that day. XXXIX. And loud as winds and waters met And ran as life had been the cost; Nor did they ken for what It was that day. XL. O, sirs! weel Robin Burns might say, "Mankind's an unco squad;" A wee thing lifts them up the brae, Some ither day. XLI. The second race might be our sang, An' when 'twas owre, how through the yets Like to sae mony gimmer-pets Frae some new-opened fauld, Did break that day. XLII. An' how some crackit, lang and keen, 'Bout rinners and the race; How wooers set the tryst at e'en, How grannies led their oyes in han', Did keek that day. E XLIII. And we might paint auld Killie town, Or bats an' owls at twal o'clock To try t' outstare the sun, On simmer day. XLIV. But some will sing, and even preach, And lest the same dry road we reach, Be strangers lang to hardships, By night or day. BEWILDERED AMONG CHURCHES, AND CONVERSATION WITH A "CHARACTER." In passing through life's busy street, What various minds we chance to meet ! I. ONE afternoon, as carelessly I strolled Through Stirling, ancient, and romantic town, * Dummait hill is situated on the northern bank of the Forth, nearly opposite Stirling. From its conical summit may be seen part of twelve counties, comprehending a view as romantic and -beautiful, as various and extensive. Macneill, in his charming poem, the "Links o' Forth," exclaims Or fragrant whar, at openin' day, The whins bloom sweet on Aichill brae, There, whan inspired by lofty lay, He'd tak' his flight, II. Ah! those were times, the good old times said I, I felt at once as if about to cry, (An onion garden was perhaps at hand,) III. Of course, obliged to take another route, My senses, looked a second time, and lo!" And towerin' climb, wi' spirits gay, Demyit's height. Dunmait, or Dun-ma-chit, is said to signify the hill of the good prospect. But from Din, Brit., Dun, Gael., a height, a hill; mai, Brit., magh, (gh mute,) Gael., that is extended, an open field, a plain, a level country; and Ith, Brit., 1th, or Ad, Gael., what is nutriment, grain, corn in its natural state; Dun-mai-th, Dun-ma-ad, may denominate the height of the corny vale, the hill of the fertile champaign. Kennedy's Glenochil: Edinburgh, Constable & Co., 1810.-(Vol. i., p. 202.) |