Accurs'd be Yezid's traitor-seed,

The faithless wretch who wrought the deed,

The curse

of

ages be his meed

Whose crime destroy'd the Sultan.

His throne is now the lowly dust,
Who late was all our earthly trust;

Ah! every mouth was fill'd with dust

When fell the gallant Sultan.

SCENES OF INFANCY:

DESCRIPTIVE

OF

TEVIOTDALE.

1803.

Dulcia rura valete, et Lydia, dulcior illis,
Et casti fontes, et felix nomen agelli!

VALERIUS CATO.

IN FOUR PARTS.

THE THIRD EDITION.

U

ΤΟ

THE RIGHT HONOURABLE

LADY CHARLOTTE CAMPBELL,

THE

FOLLOWING POEM

IS

RESPECTFULLY INSCRIBED,

A3 A SMALL, BUT SINCERE, mark of THE AUTHOR'S ESTEEM AND ADMIRATION

FOR

HER LADYSHIP'S

TASTE AND UNDERSTANDING,

WHICH ARE

THE DELIGHT OF ALL WHO HAVE THE PLEASURE

OF HER ACQUAINTANCE.