UNPUBLISHED POEM BY BURNS.

Hutt News, Volume 3, Issue 2, 5 June 1930, Page 12

UNPUBLISHED POEM BY BURNS.

"POET ASTD NOBIdBMAJSr."

It is seldom in these days, says the '' Dundee Courier that a Mtbertb unpublished poem of the great poet Burns coanes to light. But Mrsj Moffeutt, St. Andrews, is the happy possessor of such. The poem below was copied by Mrs. MoflPatt's grandfather, Mr. Edward Sanderson, well known 100 years ago. Tiae verses are prefaced with the following, words: ''Composted by Robert Bums, and presented to the nolbleman addressed upon being called up from.the servants' 'hall (.where he had been seooit to dine along with them) to add. to tih.e eatertainiment oif his company, .along wifch which company he had ibeen ««ked to go on an excursion to the Bass Rock. On presenting which, he put on his hat, turned on his heel, and retired:." The verses are as follow:.

My lord, I would not fill your chair" Tho' ye be proudest noible's heir, I come this night to;, jam your feast As equal of the .best a* least.

■ —'Tis true tiiat.cash with me is scant, And titles trifles that I \ranit. The King has; never made me kneel To stamp my manhood wd.t'h his seal. But what of that?. The King"on higih Who .took,,J'es3.pains with you than I, . Has filled my bosom and my mind With something batter in its kind Than your broad acres, sornetthing which 1 1 cannot well translate to speech. But by its impulse I can know 'T3s deeds*, not birth, that make men law, Your rank, my lord, is butt a loan, But mine, thank Heaven, is all my own. A peasant, 'tis" my pride to be; Look round and round your 'hall and see Who boasts a higher pedigree? I was not fit, it seems, to dine With t&ese fox-hunting heroes line. Bu/t only came to bandy jests Among your lordship's hopeful guests, There must be here some sad mistake; I would not play for such a stake.. [Be a buffoon for drink and'mea't. And a poor earl's tax-paid seat. No, die, my heart, ere sucih a shame Descends'on Robert Bums/ name."

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. aNNECKSBAEY. T'hc clieiiiis't was" anvakened long after anidnigM by the vialent ringing of ids bell. On looking out of the wind(jw he saw. a girl in evetndng dress. ''What's tiie matter, miss I. he asked. "Anyone ill?" ''Oh no,"...sjlie replied in sweet tones; "ibiit I'm at a dance, close by, and I've .mislaid my rouge. " " • '' Is thai .so 1" cried the -chemist. ■■"•Wall, I'm.', s'oriy, but I never keep enough rouge in stock to cover a cheek lake yours." -