The Poetry of Robert Burns Edited by William Ernest Henley and Thomas F. Henderson |
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EXTEMPORE IN THE COURT OF SESSION |
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EXTEMPORE IN THE COURT OF SESSION
LORD ADVOCATEHe 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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