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      lion or a tiger : if I can ' t do this , I suppose I must either make a tailor of him , or disinherit ' the dog ! I was going to tell you , sir , that 1 reside in Leicestershire , and hearing of this boar , have come hither in the hope of finding the fellow , and renewing my acquaintance with his interesting species . I have ridden over every part of the Dropmore , Cliefden , Hedsor , and Taplow woods—where access could be

      attainedhitherto in vain ; and to beguile an hour this evening , at my inn at M— , have scribbled these few lines to you . Should the fine animal be caught , I'll let you know . I sent Dick off to a friend in London though , before I left home—no hare hunting for him while I am away ! I am , sir , yours , &c . A Boar Hunter . Bucks .

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      An Auld Maris Sang . 229

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      O lead me where the wild flowers grow , The bonnie heather bell , Where Nature ' s buds in beauty blow , And scent baith moor and dell ; O let me gaze before I die

      On Yarrow ' s fairest lea , Where ilka breeze in whisp e ring sigh , Breathed love wi * you and me , Lang syne . O let me see that sunny knowe ,

      We aft hae trod in youth , Where 'neath the fragrant haw-tree bough We pledged our love and truth ; When every tree was clad in green , And birds o' varied hue , Sweet smiles in every flower were seen ,

      There stowir , my Bess , frae you , Lang syne . O weel mind I that simmer night When you and I were there , Thine eyes outshone the starry light ,

      My lips they breathed a prayer ; And thy saft voice in whisper low Tauld mo that you were won , Twa hearts embraced in lwppy g low . Which love said were but one , Lang syiu-.

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      AN AULD MAN'S SANG .

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    • Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), March 2, 1834, page 229, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2631/page/73/