monument set up, not a fine building or ornament, but will soon have a chip struck off it, if a Scotch boy can get near it. And the Scotsman, as a general matter, sees beauty nowhere except in a "bonnie lassie." Even then, when he comes to define what he thinks beautiful. features, he is at fault, and there are songs in praise of the narrow waist, and other enormities—

"She's backet like a peacock;
She's breasted like a swan ;
She's jimp about the middle,
Her waist you weel may span-
Her waist you weel may span;
And she has a rolling e'e,
And for bonnie Annie Laurie

I'd lay down my head and die."

It is needless to say that we are very far from having exhausted our subject. Few contrasts could be greater than that which exists between Greek and Scotch songs, and perhaps mainly for this reason, that Scotland has felt so very little of the influence of Greek literature. German poetry had its origin in a revived study of the great Greek classics; and such a study is the very thing required to give breadth to our character, and to supplement its most striking deficiencies.