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The Poetry of Robert Burns

Edited by William Ernest Henley and Thomas F. Henderson
Burns, Robert (1759-1796)
  
[epigraph]
  
[dedication]

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Volume I
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Volume II
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Volume III
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VOLUME IV
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MISCELLANEOUS SONGS
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INTERPOLATIONS
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IMPROBABLES

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EXTEMPORE IN THE COURT OF SESSION

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Tune: Killiecrankie

LORD ADVOCATE
He clench'd his pamphlets in his fist,
He quoted and he hinted,
Till in a declamation-mist
His argument, he tint it:
He gapèd for 't, he grapèd for 't,
He fand it was awa, man;
But what his common sense came short,
He ekèd out wi' law, man.

MR. ERSKINE
Collected, Harry stood awee,
Then open'd out his arm, man;
His lordship sat wi' ruefu' e'e,
And ey'd the gathering storm, man;
Like wind-driv'n hail it did assail,
Or torrents owre a linn, man;
The Bench sae wise lift up their eyes,
Hauf-wauken'd wi' the din, man.

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