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les written friars&039;-carse herita

glenriddel herita, june 28th, 1788

thou who chance ay hither lead,

be thou cd rset weed,

be thou deckt silken stole,

grave these axis on thy ul

life is but a day at ost,

sprung fro night, darkness lost:

hope not sunshe every hour,

fear not clouds will always lour

happess is but a na,

ake ntent and ease thy ai,

abition is a teor-glea;

fa, an idle restless drea;

peace, the tend&039;rest flow&039;r of sprg;

pleasures, sects on the g;

those that sip the dew alone—

ake the butterflies thy own;

those that would the bloo devour—

crh the locts, save the flower

for the future be prepar&039;d,

guard wherever thou can&039;st guard;

but thy utost duly done,

wele what thou can&039;st not shun

follies past, give thou to air,

ake their nseence thy care:

keep the na of an d,

and dishonour not thy kd

reverence with lowly heart

hi, whose wondro work thou art;

keep his goodness still view,

thy trt, and thy exaple, too

stranr, go! heaven be thy guide!

od the beadsan of nidside