To the Hon. Captain Cochrane

Memoir of Parliament for the Burgh of Stirling, &c.

All haill thoubranch of fam'd D UNDONALD'S house,
Great C OCHRAN , now our burrows they have chuse,
The thought of which each loyal burgher cheers,
When thus allied in friendship with our peers.
Long may you shine among th' illustrious few,
For Scotia she relies on men like you.

Now, while my Muse sings on triumphant wing,
To Hopeton house a tribute due I'll bring.
Propitious Hopeton ne'er withheld his aid
From those who wish'd to rear up Scotia's head.
Illustrious Nymph, Carnegie of Northesk ,
None fitter was to aid the arduous task;
When you was aided by such female charms,
You sure must conquer all election storms,
Such worth as yours our sufferage requires,
To represent our antient burghs and shires.

 Well suits it Scotia's peers their weal to blend,
When friendly thus they prove their country's friend.
No nation can our ancient peerage vie,
For virtue, valour, or antiquity.
Sweet Liberty was here when Ossian sung
And Scotland had her peers when Canmore rung
When B RUCE repell'd the foe with bow and launce,
Europe was sunk in Gothic ignorance.
Heroic virtue then our foes withstood,
Runs still untainted in your noble blood.
Methinks I see the heir of Scotland's crown,
Claim friendship with the Cochranes of renown,
Great S TUART 's house D UNDONALD 's friendship chose.
And gloried in it like the great M ONTROSE .
I could enum'rate all thy great allies,
But hope those few at present will suffice.
Go on—go on, and stand your country's weal,
So I shall add no more——
———but, Sir, farewell,
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