“Turn out the burnt o’ my shin,”
as the famous Ramsay, of jingling memory, says, at such a patroness. Present her my most grateful acknowledgment in your very best manner of telling truth. I have inscribed the following stanza on the blank leaf of Miss More’s Work:—[158]
My proposals for publishing I am just going to send to press. I expect to hear from you by the first opportunity.
I am ever, dear Sir,
Yours,
Robt. Burness.
FOOTNOTES:
[158] See [Poem LXXVIII.]