David Scott
1798 text
Ne dim ne red, like God’s own head,
The glorious Sun uprist:
Then all averr’d, I had kill’d the Bird
That brought the fog and mist.
T’was right, said they, such birds to slay
That bring the fog and mist.
1834 text
Nor dim nor red, like God's own head,
The glorious Sun uprist:
Then all averred, I had killed the bird
That brought the fog and mist.
’ Twas right, said they, such birds to slay,
That bring the fog and mist.
