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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=116453" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Address to Edinburgh</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">EDINA! Scotia's darling seat!<br>All hail thy palaces and tow'rs,<br>Where once, beneath a Monarch's feet,<br>Sat Legislation's sov'reign pow'rs:<br>From marking wildly scatt'red flow'rs,<br>As on the banks of Ayr I stray'd,<br>And singing, lone, the lingering hours,<br>I shelter in they honour'd shade.<br> <br>Here Wealth still swells the golden tide,<br>As busy Trade his labours plies;<br>There Architecture's noble pride<br>Bids elegance and splendour rise:<br>Here Justice, from her native skies,<br>High wields her balance and her rod;<br>There Learning, with his eagle eyes,<br>Seeks Science in her coy abode.<br> <br>Thy sons, Edina, social, kind,<br>With open arms the stranger hail;<br>Their views enlarg'd, their liberal mind,<br>Above the narrow, rural vale:<br>Attentive still to Sorrow's wail,<br>Or modest Merit's silent claim;<br>And never may their sources fail!<br>And never Envy blot their name!<br> <br>Thy daughters bright thy walks adorn,<br>Gay as the gilded summer sky,<br>Sweet as the dewy, milk-white thorn,<br>Dear as the raptur'd thrill of joy!<br>Fair Burnet strikes th' adoring eye,<br>Heaven's beauties on my fancy shine;<br>I see the Sire of Love on high,<br>And own His work indeed divine!<br> <br>There, watching high the least alarms,<br>Thy rough, rude fortress gleams afar;<br>Like some bold veteran, grey in arms,<br>And mark'd with many a seamy scar:<br>The pond'rous wall and massy bar,<br>Grim-rising o'er the rugged rock,<br>Have oft withstood assailing war,<br>And oft repell'd th' invader's shock.<br> <br>With awe-struck thought, and pitying tears,<br>I view that noble, stately Dome,<br>Where Scotia's kings of other years,<br>Fam'd heroes! had their royal home:<br>Alas, how chang'd the times to come!<br>Their royal name low in the dust!<br>Their hapless race wild-wand'ring roam!<br>Tho' rigid Law cries out “'twas just!”<br> <br>Wild beats my heart to trace your steps,<br>Whose ancestors, in days of yore,<br>Thro' hostile ranks and ruin'd gaps<br>Old Scotia's bloody lion bore:<br>Ev'n I who sing in rustic lore,<br>Haply my sires have left their shed,<br>And fac'd grim Danger's loudest roar,<br>Bold-following where your fathers led!<br> <br>Edina! Scotia's darling seat!<br>All hail thy palaces and tow'rs;<br>Where once, beneath a Monarch's feet,<br>Sat Legislation's sovereign pow'rs:<br>From marking wildly-scatt'red flow'rs,<br>As on the banks of Ayr I stray'd,<br>And singing, lone, the ling'ring hours,<br>I shelter in thy honour'd shade.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+Burns">Robert Burns</a><div class=q>
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