Where blackbirds join the shepherd's lays At close o' day. Thy rural loves are nature's sel; That charm, that can the strongest quell, APPENDIX. It may gratify curiosity to know some particulars of the his tory of the preceding Poems, on which the celebrity of our Bard has been hitherto founded; and with this view the following extract is made from a letter of Gilbert Burns, the brother of our poet, and his friend and confidant from his earliest years. DEAR SIR, Mossgill, 2d-April, 1798. YOUR letter of the 14th of March I received in due course, but from the hurry of the season have been hitherto hindered from answering it. I will now try to give you what satisfaction I can, in regard to the particulars you mention. I cannot pretend to be very accurate in respect to the dates of the poems, but none of them, except Winter a Dirge, (which was a juvenile production,) The Death and Dying Words of Poor Maillie, and some of the songs, were composed before the year 1784. The circumstances of the poor sheep were pretty much as he has described them. He had, partly by way of frolic, bought a ewe and two lambs from a neighbour, and she was tethered in a field adjoining the house at Lochlie. He and I were going out, with |