1740 ENGLISH POETRY 1579-1830: SPENSER AND THE TRADITION

Rev. Jonathan Swift

Anonymous, "The Scotsman's Yarning, for the Sight of the Rev. Dean Swift" 1740; American Magazine [Boston] 1 (September 1743) 37.



Dubin, 1740.
To Mr. Faulkner, Printer.

I have five marks, no more not less,
To put my writings to the press;
Then print as far as this will go,
To let this mickle city know,
That Willy Burn, in Scotland bred,
As true a lad as ever stred,
Or cock'd a bonnet on his head,
Has more than cause to grieve and mourn,
That like a fool he maun return:
For which he begs you'll put in print
What follows here, as his complaint.

Tho' I have left my warm-side nook,
And sald off a' my gier,
For ready siller, which I took
To bear my charges here.

Have clam up mony a Highland hill,
Whase taps gang to the lift;
Left my poor wife, with chick and chill,
To come and see dean Swift.

Yet never wad I once begrudg'd
The loss of pot and pan,
Nor mony weary steps I've trudg'd,
To see this doughty man:

Wha has made a' the warld to winder,
Wi' his bra flights of wit;
And gar'd the mickle d—l knock under,
At ilka ither hit.

Wha always, in a mirry mood,
Put fulks in the right road:
And wi' his wyles made them grew good,
When they had left their g—d.

But that I maun gae back again
Three hunder myles and mare,
Without a sight of this same dean,*
It grieves my heart fou sare.

My wife will cry — the pottage pan,
My bairns will greet for bread,
For rent the laird will curse and ban,
And a' will wish me dead.

* He has since been shewn by his Servants, to Spectators for a Penny a Piece; on which his Friends have taken out a Comission of Lunacy.