English poem
August, 1822
by James Miller (1860–1947)
Sweet, Sir, for your courtesie, When ye come by the Bass, then; For the love ye bear to me, Buy me a keeking glass, then.—OLD BALLAD. Come, list the pibroch’s martial strain, That ca’s the clans to Lothian’s plain; For Scotland’s got her king again, She welcomes royal Geordie!