I. THE MAKER TO POSTERITY—Far ’yont amang the 77
years to be
II. ILLE TERRARUM—Frae nirly, nippin’, Eas’lan’ 80
breeze
III. When aince Aprile has fairly come 85
IV. A MILE AN’ A BITTOCK 87
V. A LOWDEN SABBATH MORN—The clinkum-clank o’ 89
Sabbath bells
VI. THE SPAEWIFE—O, I wad like to ken 98
VII. THE BLAST—1875—It’s rainin’. Weet’s the 100
gairden sod
VIII. THE COUNTERBLAST—1886—My bonny man, the 103
warld, it’s true
IX. THE COUNTERBLAST IRONICAL—It’s strange that 108
God should fash to frame
X. THEIR LAUREATE TO AN ACADEMY CLASS DINNER 110
CLUB—Dear Thamson class, whaure’er I gang
XI. EMBRO HIE KIRK—The Lord Himsel’ in former 114
days
XII. THE SCOTSMAN’S RETURN FROM ABROAD—In mony a 118
foreign pairt I’ve been
XIII. Late in the nicht 125
XIV. MY CONSCIENCE!—Of a’ the ills that flesh 130
can fear
XV. TO DOCTOR JOHN BROWN—By Lyne and Tyne, by 133
Thames and Tees
XVI. It’s an owercome sooth for age an’ youth 138