"  Alas !  I  feel  I  am  no  actor  here !

Alas !  how  aft,  in  haughty  mood,
God's  creatures  they  oppress !

Justice,  alas !  has  gi'en  him  o'er.
To  what  dark  cave  of  frozen  night,
Alas  I  shall  thy  poor  wand'rer  hie ;

S.  Farewell,  dear  mistress  t
Alas !  Alas !  a  devilish  change  indeed.  Lns  wrote  on  death-bed.
The  wife  of  my  bosom,  alas !  she  did  die ;

.S".  No  Churchman  am  I\
And  gane,  alas!  the  sheltering  tree,  On  birth  o/Posth.  Child.
Onefarewell,  alas,  forever!     .  S.  One  fond  kiss  ^

But  alas !  when  forc'd  to  sever,

Then  the  stroke,  O  how  severe !  .  .  S.  Scenes  ofwoe\
Alas !  my  ronpet  Muse  is  haerse !

The  A  uthor^s  Cry  and  Prayer.  2.
Alas!  I'm  but  a  nameless  wight,     ....         lb.  to.
But  oh,  alas,  for  her  bonie  face,

They've  wranged  the  Lass  of  Albany.
TJu  bonie  Lass  0/ Albany.
Alas  the  day,  and  wo  the  day, fb.
But  here,  alas !  for  me  nae  mair

Shall  birdie  charm,  or  flow'ret  smile ;  S.  The  Catrine  woods  \
For  woman's  wit,  or  strength  o'  man,
Alas !  can  do  but  what  they  can ;     The  Election  Ballads.  VI.
Alas !  misfortune  stares  my  face,    .        .        .    The  Farrtuell.
Alas !  Life's  path  may  be  unsmooth !      .  The  Lament,  j.
But  av  she  sigh'd  and  cry'd,  "Alas!
"  Alas!  young  man,  ye've  roin'd  me."

S.  The  lass  that  made  the  bed.
For  e'en  and  mom  she  cries,  alas !  .    S.  The  lofely  lass  of  L\
Alas  I  sae  sweet  a  tree  as  love.
Sic  bitter  fruit  should  bear !
Alas !  that  e'er  a  bonie  face

Should  draw  a  sauty  tear !  .  The  Ruined  Mauls  Lament.
