[Waverley by Sir Walter Scott]@TWC D-Link bookWaverley CHAPTER XII 7/8
He had just so much solidity as kept on the windy side of insanity; so much wild wit as saved him from the imputation of idiocy; some dexterity in field sports (in which we have known as great fools excel), great kindness and humanity in the treatment of animals entrusted to him, warm affections, a prodigious memory, and an ear for music. The stamping of horses was now heard in the court, and Davie's voice singing to the two large deer greyhounds,-- Hie away, hie away, Over bank and over brae, Where the copsewood is the greenest, Where the fountains glisten sheenest, Where the lady-fern grows strongest, Where the morning dew lies longest, Where the black-cock sweetest sips it, Where the fairy latest trips it: Hie to haunts right seldom seen, Lovely, lonesome, cool, and green, Over bank and over brae, Hie away, hie away. 'Do the verses he sings,' asked Waverley, 'belong to old Scottish poetry, Miss Bradwardine ?' 'I believe not,' she replied.
'This poor creature had a brother, and Heaven, as if to compensate to the family Davie's deficiencies, had given him what the hamlet thought uncommon talents.
An uncle contrived to educate him for the Scottish kirk, but he could not get preferment because he came from our GROUND.
He returned from college hopeless and broken-hearted, and fell into a decline.
My father supported him till his death, which happened before he was nineteen.
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