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extempore in the court of session

tune—“killiercrankie.”

lord advocate

he clenched his pamphlet in his fist,

he ed and he hinted,

till, in a declamation-mist,

his argument he tint it:

he gaped for't, he graped for't,

he fand it was awa, man;

but what his common sense came short,

he eked 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-driven hail it did assail'

or torrents owre a lin, man:

the bench sae wise, lift up their eyes,

half-wauken'd wi' the din, man.