and knives
Gleam'd from his pouch, and thirsted for sheep's lives.

ODOHERTY'S _Miscellanea Classica_.

VI. PUSHING MY FORTUNE,

Oh, love, love, lassie,
Love is like a dizziness,
It winna let a puir bodie
Gang about their business.

JAMES HOGG.

VII. THE FOREWARNING,

I had a dream which was not all a dream.

BYRON.

Coming events cast their shadows before.

CAMPBELL.

VIII. LETTING LODGINGS,

Then first he ate the white puddings,
And syne he ate the black, O;
Though muckle thought the Gudewife to hersell,
Yet ne'er a word she spak, O.
But up then started our Gudeman,
And an angry man was he, O.

_Old Song_.

IX. BENJIE'S CHRISTENING,

We'll hap and row, hap and row,
We'll hap and row the feetie o't.
It is a wee bit weary thing,
I dinnie bide the greetie o't.

PROVOST CREECH.

An honest man, close button'd to the chin,
Broad-cloth without, and a warm heart within.

COWPER.

This great globe and all that it inherits shall dissolve,
And, like the baseless fabric of a vision,
Leave not a rack behind.

SHAKESPEARE.

X. THE RESURRECTION MEN,

How then was the Devil drest!
He was in his Sunday's best;
His coat was red, and his breeches were blue,
With a hole behind where his tail came thro'.
Over the hill, and over the dale,
And he went over the plain:
And backward and forward he switch'd his tail,
As a gentleman switches his cane.

COLERIDGE.

XI. TAFFY WITH THE PIGTAIL,

Song,

Song of the South,

School Recollections,

Elegiac Stanzas,

Dirge,

In the sweet shire of Cardigan,
Not far from pleasant Ivor-hall,
An old man dwells, a little man;
I've heard he once was tall.
A long blue livery-coat has he,
That's fair behind and fair before;
Yet