A Song

"A toast to thee, 0 dear old year,      While the last moments fly,     A toast to thy sweet memory -      We'll lift the glasses high,     An"

"He stood alone on Fame's high mountain top,      His hands at rest, his forehead bound with bay;     And yet he watched with eyes unsatisfied"

"When the mist drives past and the wind blows high,      And the harbour lights are dim -     See where they circle, and dip and fly,     The g"

"Here morning in the ploughman's songs is met     Ere yet one footstep shows in all the sky,     And twilight in the east, a doubt as yet,     S"

"The Text is taken from Percy's Reliques (1765), vol. i. p. 71, 'given from two MS. copies, transmitted from Scotland.' Herd had a very similar bal"