Alexandria gazette & advertiser. [volume] (Alexandria [D.C.]) 1822-1824, 1823-04-08

Again brings round the circhng year,
by lsemIs laIled, as IT returns.
The day ID CALEDONIA dear
The birthday festival OF BURns.
Hailed Is this day in sp!endid halls
Hated is tnls day IN cottage walls;
In oirehen glen, or mountains SIDE,
The snepderI aails his countryS pride;
The ploa gilman greets, NTH proud acclaim,
The day snich MARKS plolghnan'S fane;
On Alsion's nills, by wool Or stisah,-
Is aeard, tais day, one common Ihene,
TO 6UkNs-the rLral echoes so md;
10 5URNs--ths ,nahtling cup goes round;
AM ninds most hostile all agree,
VVun glowing friendship, social Siee,
To &C citrate ms memory
Him Genius narsed, her darling child,
On Coiia's breast, romantic, wild
Where pours the Doom his foamln., floods,
'.Ionsst rocky gens and pendant woods,
Waere Aliovay's r1ohe5s cnurcn Is seen,
VITA au,noie ostry, crasted green;
Where ~rinkisd nass tneir cantrips played,
Unaailo we'd in the midnight shade,
Here, Genius Ofaced MS .nanly form,
Amid the 1gor. OF the storm;
Ana slewed nodsnt to MS youthful eye,
But Natures widest scenery
The sced-ry OF native eli ne
the al Saty Gills-nrst born OF time,
That lift the soul 10 Iaougnts sublime,
P;old as the eagle, from her height,
Scars 60 the neaveh, and eyes its light
Undaz led, conscious OF her might;
So aienils formed her son OF song,
With soul aspiring, bold and strong:
Nor ored IN schools, nor cramped by art,
His = Iide vas nature and the heart.
With pen d,pr IN the rainbow hues,
She taught TO pant his fcrvid muse;
hnd oorIoStro 'ae torrents course,
Its : .sndeur, harmony, and force.
Tae manners of the rustic train
He Anew himself a rural swan;
Pourtrsyed the passions which ne felt
In MS own bosom warm and strong,
That wake to lovc-to pity mel,
And poured .hem glowing in MS song.
This dav, is hailed his country's bard,
Where'er scottish voice is heard:
Aar, by Oeihi's towering nails.
Or yellow Ganges' sacred shore,
Or oy Nias'ra's laundering ralls,
Or ice-riobed coasts OF Laoradore,
Is llled the Nine-cuP hrinmins DER,
To SUsNs -or where the bnsnt waves coil,
Rodnd manv a blooming ndlan isle,
Where sprin, wears an immortal smile.
Yes tIsre, , jvsNs tiny : Iersned rhyme
Reminds the Scotsman OF his cline;
And in the hues OF lore aud truth,
Recalls the landscapes of his youth:
The mist crowned hills the Woodland shade
The ,trea rs on Saich his ooyheod strayed,
the cot, whose wreaths Of azure smoke
Twined DER the woods, or heath clad rock
AMI aces loved. and sords so dear,
Smile in his view, and cnar n ms ear,
And make hin think mrs country near.
An iearer, then, to him appears
His native asath !ith nlosso ms red,
The berries EaIca the r1ca3 bears,
And sno S-S hite blooms the awthorn's shed,
On oanSs VITA Lufted primrose clad,
Than richest fruits, or gayest flowers,
That blush IN Yeman's fragrant bowers;
And Seecsr there. the linnet's voice.
Than all the BIRDS of paradise,
Tnousn sporting IN The hoon tide glow,
WIN nIes tLat shame Lne heavenly bow;
Then, is the lonely exile best,
o oUaNs tav melting STRAIN to list;
That ODDS ms home Illisive rise,
Fan 60 MS soul, tho gh TAR a lies,
And yves ohSs That fate denies.
And ne Hno tossed at sea. espisS
Non ut Dat the weary wave and skis,
Snall pa lSe taIs day, beside tue sail,
The le norv of tae 1ard To hall
While rancy :, Ser tne azure joan,
On eager WINS shall wait MN home,
To scenes yhIca distance olt enIears,
Viewed caro- IA the len ,Ln OF space Or years,
Waen aope Vas ANN, lite Vas 10 NJ,
Ana Joy spoke IRON eaeh Laughing tong &c,
Ana, SUsNS thy rural themes we're sung.
o Land OF neatns, OF mists, and storms!
Beat oy the Wild waves oi the sea,
Tho mere repose not summers charms,
But spirits rooed IN vapoury torlas,
Ino' rude, tnou art still dear to me,
Land OF my fathers rHoU ART FREE!
And sless Una Bard that strikes to thee
The ennobiing harp of Liberty
Han, BURNs and while the patriot fire
That gowed in Bruce or tailac.-lorght,
A Scottish bosom shall inspire,
Or Ilbrate from Scottish lyre,
Long snail thy ninstrelsy delight.
Yes! while fond love, III rli al shade,
Snail bless the swain, or melt the maid.
On friendship cheer, or trohc mIrth
Laugh round the social country hearth;
Or Genius, Nature, Fancy, claim
The never-dyins wreath OF fame,-
So long, sweet Bard shall live thy name.
A wag remarking on the hardness of ths
times, gives the following reason
What better reason can you guess
WV men .,row posr, and ladies' thinner,
Than, thousands now ior dinner dress,