To Scotland here. He wad ha’e written
A better poem syne—like this, by gum!
Type o’ the wissenschaftsfeindlichkeit,
Begriffsmüdigkeit that has gar’t
Men try Morphologies der Weltgeschichte,
And mad Expressionismus syne in Art.
[4]A shameless thing, for ilka vileness able,
It is deid grey as dust, the dust o’ a man.
I perish o’ a nearness I canna win awa’ frae,
Its deidly coils aboot my buik are thrawn.