birthday ode for 31st december, 1787 注释标题 thest birthday of prince charles edward.

afar the illustrious exile roams,

whom kingdoms on this day should hail;

an inmate in the casual shed,

on transient pity's bounty fed,

haunted by busy memory's bitter tale!

beasts of the forest have their savage homes,

but he, who should imperial purple wear,

owns not thep of earth where rests his royal head!

his wretched refuge, dark despair,

while ravening wrongs and woes pursue,

and distant far the faithful few

who would his sorrows share.

false tterer, hope, away!

nor think to lure us as in days of yore:

we solemnize this sorrowing natal day,

to prove our loyal truth—we can no more,

and owning heaven's mysterious sway,

submissive, low adore.

ye honored, mighty dead,

who nobly perished in the glorious cause,

your king, your country, and herws,

from great dundee, who smiling victory led,

and fell a martyr in her arms,

(what breast of northern ice but warms!)

to bold balmerino's undying name,

whose soul of fire, lighted at heaven's high me,

deserves the proudest wreath departed heroes im:

nor unrevenged your fate shall lie,

it onlygs, the fatal hour,

your blood shall, with incessant cry,