_Per Contra_
Go, Fame, an' canter like a filly
Thro' a' the streets an' neuks o' Killie, [nooks]
Tell ev'ry social honest billie [fellow]
To cease his grievin',
For yet, unskaith'd by Death's gleg gullie, [unharmed, nimble knife]
Tam Samson's livin'!
[23] In curling, to _guard_ is to protect one stone by another in
front; to _draw_ is to drive a stone into a good position by striking
it with another; to _wick a bore_ is to hit a stone obliquely and send
it through between two others.
[24] The line a curling stone must cross to stay in the game.
ELEGY ON CAPT. MATTHEW HENDERSON,
A GENTLEMAN WHO HELD THE PATENT FOR HIS HONOURS IMMEDIATELY FROM
ALMIGHTY GOD
O Death! thou tyrant fell and bloody!
The meikle devil wi' a woodie [big, gallows-rope]
Haurl thee hame to his black smiddie [Drag, smithy]
O'er hurcheon hides, [hedgehog]
And like stock-fish come o'er his studdie [anvil]
Wi' thy auld sides!
He's gane, he's gane! he's frae us torn, [gone]
The ae best fellow e'er was born! [one]
Thee, Matthew, Nature's sel' shall mourn
By wood and wild,
Where, haply, Pity strays forlorn,
Frae man exil'd.
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