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 declamationmist,
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 winddriven hail it did assail'
or torrents owre a lin, man:
the bench sae wise, lift up their eyes,
halfwauken'd wi' the din, man.