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Robert Burns. (1759–1796) (continued)

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Now a’ is done that men can do,
And a’ is done in vain.

A’ for our Rightfu’ King. 1

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    He turn’d him right and round about
  Upon the Irish shore,
And gae his bridle reins a shake,
  With, “Adieu for evermore, my dear,
  And adieu for evermore.” 2

A’ for our Rightfu’ King. 3

William Pitt. (1759–1806)

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Necessity is the argument of tyrants; it is the creed of slaves. 4

Speech on the India Bill, November, 1783.

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Prostrate the beauteous ruin lies; and all
That shared its shelter perish in its fall.

The Poetry of the Anti-Jacobin. No. xxxvi.

Andrew Cherry. (1762–1812)

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Loud roared the dreadful thunder,
The rain a deluge showers.

The Bay of Biscay.

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As she lay, on that day,
In the bay of Biscay, O!

The Bay of Biscay.

Note 1.
This ballad first appeared in Johnson’s “Museum,” 1796. Sir Walter Scott was never tired of hearing it sung. [back]

Note 2.
Under the impression that this stanza is ancient, Scott has made very free use of it, first in “Rokeby” (1813), and then in the “Monastery” (1816). In “Rokeby” he thus introduces the verse:—

He turn’d his charger as he spake,
Upon the river shore,
He gave his bridle reins a shake,
Said, “Adieu for evermore, my love,
And adieu for evermore.” [back]

Note 3.
This ballad first appeared in Johnson’s “Museum,” 1796. Sir Walter Scott was never tired of hearing it sung. [back]

Note 4.
See Milton, Quotation 106. [back]

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