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to a body's hands; But see! this _corpus juris_ stands By a' forgotten; An' God's religion in a' lands Is deid an' rotten. While thus the lave o' mankind's lost, O' Scotland still God maks His boast-- Puir Scotland, on whase barren coast A score or twa Auld wives wi' mutches an' a hoast Still keep His law. In Scotland, a wheen canty, plain, Douce, kintry-leevin' folk retain The Truth--or did so aince--alane Of a' men leevin'; An' noo just twa o' them remain-- Just Begg an' Niven. For noo, unfaithfue' to the Lord, Auld Scotland joins the rebel horde; Her human hymn-books on the board She noo displays: An' Embro Hie Kirk's been restored In popish ways. O _punctum temporis_ for action To a' o' the reformin' faction, If yet, by ony act or paction, Thocht, word, or sermon, This dark an' damnable transaction Micht yet determine! For see--as Doctor Begg explains-- Hoo easy 't's duene! a pickle weans, Wha in the Hie Street gaither stanes By his instruction, The uncovenantit, pentit panes Ding to destruction. Up, Niven, or ower late--an' dash Laigh in the glaur that carnal hash; Let spires and pews wi' gran' stramash Thegither fa'; The rumlin' kist o' whustles smash In pieces sma'. Noo choose ye out a walie hammer; About the knottit buttress clam'er; Alang the steep roof stoyt an' stammer, A gate mischancy; On the aul' spire, the bells' hie cha'mer, Dance your bit dancie. Ding, devel, dunt, destroy, an' ruin, Wi' carnal stanes the square bestrewn', Till your loud chaps frae Kyle to Fruin, Frae Hell to Heeven, Tell the guid wark that baith are doin'-- Baith Begg an' Niven. XII THE SCOTSMAN'S RETURN FROM ABROAD IN A LETTER FROM MR. THOMSON TO MR. JOHNSTONE In mony a foreign pairt I've been, An' mony an unco ferlie seen, Since, Mr. Johnstone, you and I, Last walkit upon Cocklerye. Wi' gleg, observant een, I pass't By sea an' land, through East an' Wast, And still in ilka age an' station Saw naething but abomination. In thir uncovenantit lands The gangrel Scot uplifts his hands At lack of a' sectarian fuesh'n, An' cauld religious destituetion. He rins, puir man, frae place to place, Tries a' their graceless means o' grace, Preacher on pr
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