the farewell to the brethren of st. james' lodge, tarbolton.
tune—“guidnight, and joy be wi' you a'.”
adieu! a heart-warm fond adieu;
dear brothers of the mystic tie!
ye favoured, enlighten'd few,
 panions of my social joy;
tho' i to foreign lands must hie,
pursuing fortune's slidd'ry ba';
with melting heart, and brimful eye,
i'll mind you still, tho' far awa.
oft have i met your social band,
and spent the cheerful, festive night;
oft, honour'd with suprememand,
presided o'er the sons of light:
and by that hieroglyphic bright,
which none but craftsmen ever saw
strong mem'ry on my heart shall write