CCLIII.

HOW CRUEL ARE THE PARENTS.

Tune--"_John Anderson, my jo._"

["I am at this moment," says Burns to Thomson, when he sent him this song, "holding high converse with the Muses, and have not a word to throw away on a prosaic dog, such as you are." Yet there is less than the poet's usual inspiration in this lyric, for it is altered from an English one.]