on the death of robert dundas, esq, of arniston,
te lord president of the urt of session
lone on the bleaky hills the strayg flocks
shun the fierce stors aong the shelterg rocks;
down fro the rivulets, red with dashg ras,
the gatherg floods burst o&039;er the distant ps;
beneath the bst the leafless forests groan;
the hollow caves return a hollow oan
ye hills, ye ps, ye forests, and ye caves,
ye howlg ds, and try swellg waves!
unheard, unseen, by huan ear or eye,
sad to your sypathetic gloos i fly;
where, to the whistlg bst and water&039;s roar,
pale stia&039;s recent wound i ay deplore
o heavy loss, thy untry ill uld bear!
a loss these evil days can ne&039;er repair!
jtice, the high vicerent of her god,
her doubtful bance eyed, and sway&039;d her rod:
hearg the tidgs of the fatal blow,
she sank, abandon&039;d to the wildest woe
wrongs, juries, fro any a dark den,
now, gay hope, explore the paths of n:
see fro his cavern gri oppression rise,
and throw on poverty his cruel eyes;
keen on the helpless victi see hi fly,
and stifle, dark, the feebly-burstg cry:
ark ruffian violence, distaed with cris,
rog ete these denerate tis,
view unspectg nocence a prey,
as guileful fraud pots out the errg way:
while subtle litigation&039;s pliant tongue
the life-blood eal sucks of right and wrong:
hark, jur&039;d want reunts th&039; unlisten&039;d tale,
and uch-wrong&039;d is&039;ry pours the unpitied wail!
ye dark waste hills, ye brown unsightly ps,
nnial scenes, ye othe y ournful stras:
ye tepests, ra! ye turbid torrents, roll!
ye suit the joyless tenor of y ul
life&039;s cial haunts and pleasures i resign;
be naless wilds and lonely wandergs e,
to ourn the woes y untry t endure—
that would de
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