“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.]