Welcome! Sir WALTER, frae the Land o' Cakes, To the Potatoe's hospitable shore, That root which all poor Erin's sons adore— Thrice welcome frae the mountains, glens, and lakes Of ancient Albyn, to the Emerald Isle, Where tho' nae Alps display their lofty peaks, Mony fair hills and fruitfu' vallies smile. Transcendant Limner of the magic scene, Distinguish'd Master of the tunefu' lay, How pleasantly we pass the Winter e'en, Romancing through the Tales thy works pourtray! O, deign with us then to prolong thy stay! And thus permit us our respect to show, That we may pay thee part of the vast debt we owe. HAFIZ.
