“The present moment is our ain,
The neist we never saw!”[182]

How like you my philosophy? Give my best compliments to Mrs. B., and believe me to be,

My dear Sir,

Yours most truly,

R. B.

FOOTNOTES:

[182] Mickle.

CIV.

TO MR. WILLIAM CRUIKSHANK.

[The excise and farming alternately occupied the poet’s thoughts in Edinburgh: he studied books of husbandry and took lessons in gauging, and in the latter he became expert.]