To a Mouse

     On Turning her up in her Nest, with the Plough, November 1785.Wee, sleeket, cowran, tim’rous beastie,O, what a panic’s in thy breastie!Thou need na start awa sae hasty,          Wi’ bickerin brattle!I wad be laith to rin an’ chase thee          Wi’ murd’ring pattle!I’m truly sorry Man’s domi...