address to the shade of thomson
on crowning his bust at ednam, roxburghshire, with a wreath of bays.
while virgin spring by eden's flood,
unfolds her tender mantle green,
or pranks the sod in frolic mood,
or tunes eolian strains between.
while summer, with a matron grace,
retreats to dryburgh's cooling shade,
yet oft, delighted, stops to trace
the progress of the spiky blade.
while autumn, benefactor kind,