"As if but yesterday departed, Thou, too, art gone before; yet why For ripe fruit, seasonably gathered, Should frail survivors heave a sigh? "No more of old romantic sorrows, The slaughtered youth and love-lorn maid; With sharper grief is Yarrow smitten, And Ettrick mourns with her their shepherd dead." These extracts throw a deal of light on the peculiar character of Hogg's mind. Simple, candid to an astonishment, vain without an attempt to conceal it, sensitive to an extreme, with such a development of self-esteem that no rebuffs or ridicule could daunt him, and full of talent and fancy. But, to estimate the extent of all these qualities, you must read his prose as well as his poetry; and these, considering how late he began to write, and that he did not die very old, are pretty voluminous. During the greater part of his literary life he was a very popular contributor to various magazines. Of his collected works he gives us this list. VOL. The Queen's Wake 1 Pilgrims of the Sun 1 The Hunting of Badlewe 1 Mador of the Moor 1 Poetic Mirror 1 Dramatic Tales 2 Brownie of Bodsbeck 2 Winter Evening Tales 2 Sacred Melodies 1 Border Garland 1 Jacobite Relics of Scotland 2 The Spy 1 Queen Hynde 1 The Three Perils of Man 3 The Three Perils of Woman 3 Confessions of a Sinner 1 The Shepherd's Calendar 2 A Selection of Songs 1 The Queer Book 1 The Royal Jubilee 1 The Mountain Bard 1 The Forest Minstrel 1 -- Total 31 -- It may be imagined that while the produce of his literary pen was so abundant, that of his sheep-pen would hardly bear comparison with it. That was the case. Hogg continually broke down, as a shepherd and a farmer. He "Tended his flocks upon Parnassus hill;"