lines written on a banknote
wae worth thy power, thou cursed leaf!
fell source o' a' my woe and grief!
for ck o' thee i've lost my ss!
for ck o' thee i scrimp my gss!
i see the children of affli
uhrough thy curst restri:
i've seen the oppressor's cruel smile
amid his hapless victim's spoil;
and for thy potence vainly wished,
to crush the vilin in the dust:
for ck o' thee, i leave this much-lov'd shore,
never, perhaps, to greet old sd more.
r.b.