CCXXIX.

LET NOT WOMAN E'ER COMPLAIN.

Tune--"_Duncan Gray._"

["These English songs," thus complains the poet, in the letter which conveyed this lyric to Thomson, "gravel me to death: I have not that command of the language that I have of my native tongue. I have been at 'Duncan Gray,' to dress it in English, but all I can do is deplorably stupid. For instance:"]