text:  To the honour with which we would deck the memory of your father your presence and that of your respected relatives nor less that of her sitting in honour by their side who though not of his blood did the duties of a daughter at his dying bed give an impressive living reality; and while we pay this tribute to the poet whose glory beyond that of any other we blend with the renown of Scotland it is a satisfaction to us that we pour not out our praises in the dull cold ear of death