Written to M ARSH'S national Air , " Britons, who for
Freedom bled . "

Hail, ye glorious sons of song,
Who wrote to humanize the soul!
To you our highest strains belong,
Your names shall crown our friendly bowl.
But chiefly, Burns, above the rest,
We dedicate this night to thee;
Engrav'd in every Scotchman's breast,
Thy name, thy worth shall ever be!

Fathers of our country's weal,
Sternly virtuous, bold and free!
Ye taught your sons to fight, yet feel
The dictates of humanity:
But chiefly, Burns, above the rest,
We dedicate this night to thee;
Engrav'd in every Scotchman's breast,
Thy name, thy worth shall ever be!

Haughty Gallia threats our coast,
We hear their vaunts with disregard,
Secure in valour, still we boast
" The Patriot, and the Patriot Bard. "
But chiefly, Burns, above the rest,
We dedicate this night to thee;
Engrav'd in every Scotchman's breast,
Thy name, thy worth shall ever be!

Yes, Caledonians! to our country true,
Which Danes nor Romans never could subdue,
Firmly resolv'd our native rights to guard,
Let's toast " The Patriot, and the Patriot Bard. " Ye taught your sons to fight, yet feel
The dictates of humanity:
But chiefly, Burns, above the rest,
We dedicate this night to thee;
Engrav'd in every Scotchman's breast,
Thy name, thy worth shall ever be!

Haughty Gallia threats our coast,
We hear their vaunts with disregard,
Secure in valour, still we boast
" The Patriot, and the Patriot Bard. "
But chiefly, Burns, above the rest,
We dedicate this night to thee;
Engrav'd in every Scotchman's breast,
Thy name, thy worth shall ever be!

Yes, Caledonians! to our country true,
Which Danes nor Romans never could subdue,
Firmly resolv'd our native rights to guard,
Let's toast " The Patriot, and the Patriot Bard. "