Letter to Mr Alexander Dalzell, 19TH MARCH-THE GLENCAIRN FAMILY, Letter to Lady E. Cunningham, ENCLOSING THE Lament, BURNS BREAKS HIS RIGHT ARM-JANET LITTLE, THE POETICAL MILKMAID, Letter to Mr Thomas Sloan, 1ST SEPT.-CONSOLATION-SALE OF Crop, h CORRESPONDENCE WITH THE EARL OF BUCHAN ON THE INAUGURATION OF d 189, 190 A LAST VISIT OF BURNS TO EDINBURGH-SEES CLARINDA ONCE MORE, Letter to Mr P. Hill, 5TH FEв.-PAYMENT OF FERGUSSON'S MONUMENT, FOURTH VOLUME OF Johnson's Museum PUBLISHED SONGS BY BURNS, 228-240 Letter to Mrs Dunlop-DEATH OF HER DAUGHTER, MRS HENRI, Burns to Mr Thomson, 8ти Nov.-My Wife's a Winsome Wee Thing, Letter to Mrs Riddel-Low SPIRITS, xi SONG ON THE REFORMING LEADERS-Here's a Health to them that's awa', Letter to Mrs Dunlop, 31ST DEC.-HAS BECOME SILENT ON POLITICS, Letter to Mrs Dunlop, 5TH JAN. 1793-PRAISES THE AMIABLE CIRCLE AT Burns to Mr Thomson.-SONGS-The Soldier's Return-Meg o' the Mill, Burns to Mr Thomson, 7TH APRIL-ANECDOTE OF The Lass o' Patie's Mill, Burns to Mr Thomson-The Last Time I came o'er the Moor, Letter to Mr Peter Hill-DISTRESSES ARISING FROM THE WAR, Burns to Mr Thomson, JUNE-THESE ACCURSED TIMES-FRASER, HAUTBOY- Burns to Mr Thomson, 25TH JUNE-Logan Braes-O gin my Love were yon LIFE AND WORKS JUNE 1788-DECEMBER 1791-(CONTINUED). MONG the gentlemen of Nithsdale by whom Burns had been kindly received, was Mr M'Murdo, chamberlain to the Duke of Queensberry. This gentleman, with a fine young family, which included some blooming daughters, resided in the ducal mansion of Drumlanrig, a few miles from the poet's farm; and he had there entertained our bard with the most distinguished kindness. TO JOHN M'MURDO, ESQ. ELLISLAND, 9th Jan. 1789. SIR-A poet and a beggar are in so many points of view alike, that one might take them for the same individual character under different designations; were it not that, though, with a trifling poetic licence, poets may be styled beggars, yet the converse of the proposition does not hold, that every beggar is a poet. In one particular, however, they remarkably agree: if you help either the one or the other to a mug of ale or the picking of a bone, they will very willingly repay you with a song. This occurs to me at present (as I have just despatched a well-lined rib of J. Kilpatrick's |