I should have surely written a poem here;
But my muse has got water-logged
Sir Walter Scott:
“Water-logged,” Mister Smyth, are you sure that the log
In the wy of your muse is not swimming in grog?
He’s a gomeril, that Smyth — a pure feckless body —
Wha the de’il can write poetry wha canna drink toddy?
What a pour o’ Glenlivit — an ocean and mair —
It would tak’ to mix up that cauld water down there!
Source: Table Rock Album and Sketches of the Falls and Scenery Adjacent. Buffalo: Steam Press of Thomas and Lathrops, copyright by Jewett, Thomas & Co.,1856c.1848
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