THE ALDINE EDITION THEOF BRITISH POETS r THE POEMS OF BOKNS THREE TOLUMES VOL II * V. *V* 1»/* i'« THE POETICAL WORKS OF ROBERT BURNS VOLUME II f LONDON: BELL AND YORKDALDY, STREET, COVENT GARDEN. V- 2^ POEMS, CHIEFLY SCOTTISH. ADDRESS TO THE TOOTHACH,* AVRITTEJf WHEJ]- THE AUTHOR WAS GRIEVOUSLY TORMENTED BY THAT DISORDER. Y curse vcnom'dupon thy stang, That shoots tortur'dmy gums alang ; And thro' amy lugsgiesmonie twang, Wi' gnawing vengeance ; nerves wi' bitterTearing my pang, Like !racking engines When fevers orburn, ague freezes, Rheumatics or cholicgnaw, squeezes ; Our caseneiglibour's sympathy may us, Wi' moan 10pitying ; —But theo thou hell o' a' diseases. mocks our !Aye groan * Burns .suffered iiuich from this disease. In a letter from inKliibland, 1789, he ofMay, -'ancomplains omnipotent tooth-ache all his inner man.''engrossing OL. II. ilT 488157 THE POEMS trickle !beard the slaversAdown my o'er thethe wee stools mickle,I throw kecklethe fire theAs round giglets To see me ;loup hecldeI wish amad,"While, raving in theirWere doup. num'rous human0' a' the dools, 20daft111 har'sts, bargains, cutty-stools, rak'd i' thefriends mools.Or worthy !to seeSad sight or fash o'tricks o' fools.The knaves, bear'st theThou gree. bo ca'that hell.Wliere'er priestsplace 0'a' the tonesWhence mis'ry yell, their numbers tell.And ranked plagues In dreadfu' raw. the bellbear'stToothach, surelyThou, soa' !themAmang chiel.