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My ANSWER.

Sir,

I'm one of ancient Adam's race,
Though in the lowest rank and place
Dame Nature she has set me;
Yet Heav'n gae me a spacious mind,
Beyond a hantle o' my kind;
The rural muses too, I find,
Do fondly daut and pet me.
For, mony time, when I thought lang,
Thalia brought a past'ral sang,
And bade me chear my heart,
And let the warld ken that we
Regard not learning's high degree;
But unto poets naturallie
Our secret we impart.
My station, though 'tis poor and mean,
Yet for no higher pitch I green
Than Providence allows;
But only, Sir, that I'm inclin'd,
(If fortune she would be so kind),
To see my verse in print; my mind
Ambitiously pursues.