On the death of Sir J Hunter Blair

Elegy on Sir J. H. Blair. -

The lamp of day with ill-presaging glare,
Dim, cloudy, sunk beyond the western wave;
Th' inconstant blast howl'd thro' the darkening air,
And hollow-whitstled in the rocky cave.

Lone as I wander'd by each cliff and dell,
* Once the lov'd haunts of Scotia's royal train;
Or mus'd where erst revered waters well *
Or mouldering Ruins mark the sacred fane.- *

Th' increasing blast roar'd round the beetling[?] rocks.
The winged clouds flew o'er the starry sky;
The groaning trees untimely shed their locks
And shooting meteors caught the startled eye.-

The haly moon rose in the livid east,
And 'mong the cliffs disclos'd a stately Form,
In weeds of woe, that frantic beat her breast,
And mix'd her wailings with the raving storm. -

Wild to my heart the filial pulses glow,
'Twas Caledonia's trophied shield I view'd;
Her form majestic droop'd in pensive woe,
The lightening of her eye in tears imbu'd.-
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* The king's park at Holyroodhouse -
* S.t Anthony's well -
* S.t Anthony's chapel -