Reply to the Toast of Scottish Poets

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Reply to the Toast of Scottish Poets

Burns sang so sweet behind the plow,

Daisies we’ll wreath around his brow,

Musing on thee what visions throng,

Of floods you poured of Scottish song.

Scott he did write romancing rhymes

Of chivalry of ancient times;

For tender feeling none can cope

With Campbell the sweet Bard of hope.

Eye with sympathetic tear in

Will shed it for Exile of Erin,

And Tannahill while at his loom

Wove flowers of song will ever bloom.

Hogg, Ettrick Shepherd, did gain fame

By singing when the Kie comes hame,

With good time coming Bard McKay

Still merrily doth cheer the way.