476. NOTL -

On an old acquaintance who seemed to pass the Bard without notice

Dost hang thy head, Billy, asham'd that thou knowest me?
'Tis paying in kind a just debt that thou owest me.

Epigram on James Baillie Swan -

At the election of Magistrates for Dumfries, 1794, John McMurdo, Esqr., was chosen Provost and a Mr. Swan one of the Baillies; and at the Entertainment usually given on the occasion Burns, seeing the Provost's Supporters on the Bench, took his pencil and wrote the following.

Baillie Swan, Baillie Swan,
Let you do what you can,
God ha' mercy on honest Dumfries:
But e'er the year's done,
Good Lord! Provost John
Will find that his Swans are but Geese.

Utsusemi

All the many blooms could not open at once.
Aoi Flower, swiftly hit by a jealous wind, was destroyed.
In crimson chambers many were the dreams of spring nights.
I love Cicada Shell for slipping out like a cicada.

Before my Spring I garnered Autumn's gain

Before my Spring I garnered Autumn's gain,
Out of her time my field was white with grain,
The year gave up her secrets, to my woe.
Forced and deflowered each sick season lay,
In mystery of increase and decay;
I saw the sunset ere men see the day,
Who am too wise in all I should not know.
Without Benefit of Clergy .

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