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EXTRACTS FROM A TRIBUTE BY PROFESSOR MAC- 



GlLLIVRAY TO THE MEMORY OF DR. BARCLAY, 



DATED TTH APRIL 1820. 



XI 



My thoughts were gloomy, and I felt the wo 

 Of human kind press with a leaden weight 



Upon my breast ; yet I could not forgo 

 For aught of intellect that wilder'd state, 

 For it had left my heart reckless of fate ; 



And when the light of love flash'd on my soul, 

 Oh ! then I felt of Rapture's power the height, 



Equal to former gloom, and she was sole 

 Directress of my feelings, wild without control. 



XII 



Enough of this enough is said to show 

 Not that I am, forsooth, a wondrous wight 



Who trod a path apart from all below, 



And in the storm and lightning had delight, 



The whirlwind's rage, and deepest gloom of night ; 



