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diff --git a/30721.txt b/30721.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..fd11dfd --- /dev/null +++ b/30721.txt @@ -0,0 +1,4559 @@ +The Project Gutenberg EBook of Robert Burns, by Gabriel Setoun + +This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with +almost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + +Title: Robert Burns + Famous Scots Series + +Author: Gabriel Setoun + +Release Date: December 20, 2009 [EBook #30721] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ASCII + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK ROBERT BURNS *** + + + + +Produced by Susan Skinner and the Online Distributed +Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net + + + + + + + + + +ROBERT BURNS + + + + +[Illustration: + +ROBERT +BURNS + +BY +GABRIEL +SETOUN + +FAMOUS +.SCOTS. +.SERIES. + +PUBLISHED BY +OLIPHANT ANDERSON +& FERRIER . EDINBURGH +AND LONDON + +] + + * * * * * + +The designs and ornaments of this volume are by Mr. Joseph Brown, and +the printing from the press of Morrison & Gibb Limited, Edinburgh. + + _June 1896._ + + * * * * * + + + +CONTENTS + + + PAGE + +CHAPTER I + +BIRTH AND EDUCATION 7 + + +CHAPTER II + +LOCHLEA AND MOSSGIEL 25 + + +CHAPTER III + +THE SERIES OF SATIRES 40 + + +CHAPTER IV + +THE KILMARNOCK EDITION 56 + + +CHAPTER V + +THE EDINBURGH EDITION 73 + + +CHAPTER VI + +BURNS'S TOURS 92 + + +CHAPTER VII + +ELLISLAND 111 + + +CHAPTER VIII + +DUMFRIES 128 + + +CHAPTER IX + +SUMMARY AND ESTIMATE 148 + + + + +ROBERT BURNS + + + + +CHAPTER I + +BIRTH AND EDUCATION + + +Of the many biographies of Robert Burns that have been written, most of +them laboriously and carefully, perhaps not one gives so luminous and +vivid a portrait, so lifelike and vigorous an impression of the +personality of the poet and the man, as the picture the author has given +of himself in his own writings. Burns's poems from first to last are, +almost without exception, the literary embodiment of his feelings at a +particular moment. He is for ever revealing himself to the reader, even +in poems that might with propriety be said to be purely objective. His +writings in a greater degree than the writings of any other author are +the direct expression of his own experiences; and in his poems and songs +he is so invariably true to himself, so dominated by the mood of the +moment, that every one of them gives us some glimpse into the heart and +soul of the writer. In his letters he is rarely so happy; frequently he +is writing up to certain models, and ceases to be natural. Consequently +we often miss in them the character and spirituality that is never +absent from his poetry. But his poems and songs, chronologically +arranged, might make in themselves, and without the aid of any running +commentary, a tolerably complete biography. Reading them, we note the +development of his character and the growth of his powers as a poet; we +can see at any particular time his attitude towards the world, and the +world's attitude towards him; we have, in fine, a picture of the man in +his relations to his fellow-man and in relation to circumstances, and +may learn if we will what mark he made on the society of his time, and +what effect that society had on him. And that surely is an important +essential of perfect biography. + +But otherwise the story of Burns's life has been told with such +minuteness of detail, that the internal evidence of his poetry would +seem only to be called in to verify or correct the verdict of tradition +and the garbled gossip of those wise after the fact of his fame. It is +so easy after a man has compelled the attention of the world to fill up +the empty years of his life when he was all unknown to fame, with +illustrative anecdotes and almost forgotten incidents, revealed and +coloured by the light of after events! This is a penalty of genius, and +it is sometimes called fame, as if fame were a gift given of the world +out of a boundless and unintelligent curiosity, and not the life-record +of work achieved. It is easier to collect ana and to make them into the +patchwork pattern of a life than to read the character of the man in his +writings; and patchwork, of necessity, has more of colour than the +homespun web of a peasant-poet. + +Burns has suffered sorely at the hands of the anecdote-monger. One great +feature of his poems is their perfect sincerity. He pours out his soul +in song; tells the tale of his loves, his joys and sorrows, of his +faults and failings, and the awful pangs of remorse. And if a man be +candid and sincere, he will be taken at his word when he makes the world +his confessional, and calls himself a sinner. There is pleasure to small +minds in discovering that the gods are only clay; that they who are +guides and leaders are men of like passions with themselves, subject to +the same temptations, and as liable to fall. This is the consolation of +mediocrity in the presence of genius; and if from the housetops the poet +proclaims his shortcomings, the world will hear him gladly and believe; +his faults will be remembered, and his genius forgiven. What more easy +than to bear out his testimony with the weight of collateral evidence, +and the charitable anecdotage of acquaintances who knew him not? +Information that is vile and valueless may ever be had for the seeking; +and it needs only to be whispered about for a season to find its way +ultimately into print, and to flourish. + +It might naturally be expected at this time of day that all that is +merely mythical and traditional might have been sifted from what is +accredited and attested fact, that the chaff might have been winnowed +from the grain in the life of Burns. In some of the most +recently-published biographies this has been most carefully and +conscientiously done; but through so many years wild and improbable +stories had been allowed to thrive and to go unchallenged, that fiction +has come to take the colour and character of fact, and to pass into +history. 'The general impression of the place,' that unfortunate phrase +on which the late George Gilfillan based an unpardonable attack on the +character of the poet, has grown by slow degrees, and gained credence by +the lapse of time, till it is accepted as the general impression of the +country. Those who would speak of the poet Robert Burns are expected to +speak apologetically, and to point a moral from the story of a wasted +life. For that has become a convention, and convention is always +respectable. But after all is said and done, the devil's advocate makes +a wretched biographer. It seems strange and unaccountable that men +should dare to become apologists for one who has sung himself into the +heart and conscience of his country, and taken the ear of the world. Yet +there have been apologists even for the poetry of Burns. We are told, +wofully, that he wrote only short poems and songs; was content with +occasional pieces; did not achieve any long and sustained effort--to be +preserved, it is to be expected, in a folio edition, and assigned a +fitting place among other musty and hide-bound immortals on the shelves +of libraries under lock and key. As well might we seek to apologise for +the fields and meadows, in so far as they bring forth neither corn nor +potatoes, but only grasses and flowers, to dance to the piping of the +wind, and nod in the sunshine of summer. + +It is a healthier sign, however, that the more recent biographers of +Burns snap their fingers in the face of convention, and, looking to the +legacy he has left the world, refuse to sit in sackcloth and ashes round +his grave, either in the character of moralising mourners or charitable +mutes. Whatever has to be said against them nowadays, the 'cant of +concealment'--to adopt another of Gilfillan's phrases--is not to be laid +to their charge. Rather have they rushed to the other extreme, and in +their eagerness to do justice to the memory of the poet, led the reader +astray in a wilderness of unnecessary detail. So much is now known of +Burns, so many minute and unimportant details of his life and the lives +of others have been unearthed, that the poet is, so to speak, buried in +biography; the character and the personality of the man lost in the +voluminous testimony of many witnesses. Reading, we note the care and +conscientiousness of the writer; we have but a confused and blurred +impression of the poet. Although a century has passed since his death, +we do not yet see the events of Burns's life in proper perspective. +Things trifling in themselves, and of little bearing on his character, +have been preserved, and are still recorded with painful elaboration; +while the sidelights from friends, companions, and acquaintances, male +and female, are many and bewildering. + +Would it not be possible out of this mass of material to tell the story +of Robert Burns's life simply and clearly, neither wandering away into +the family histories and genealogies of a crowd of uninteresting +contemporaries, nor wasting time in elaborating inconsequential trifles? +What is wanted is a picture of the man as he was, and an understanding +of all that tended to make him the name and the power he is in the world +to-day. + +William Burness, the father of the poet, was a native of +Kincardineshire, and 'was thrown by early misfortunes on the world at +large.' After many years' wanderings, he at last settled in Ayrshire, +where he worked at first as a gardener before taking a lease of some +seven acres of land near the Bridge of Doon, and beginning business as +a nurseryman. It was to a clay cottage which he built on this land that +he brought his wife, Agnes Broun, in December 1757; and here the poet +was born in 1759. The date of his birth is not likely to be forgotten. + + 'Our monarch's hindmost year but ane + Was five-and-twenty days begun, + 'Twas then a blast o' Jan'war' win' + Blew hansel in on Robin.' + +To his father Burns owed much; and if there be anything in heredity in +the matter of genius, it was from him that he inherited his marvellous +mental powers. His mother is spoken of as a shrewd and sagacious woman, +with education enough to enable her to read her Bible, but unable to +write her own name. She had a great love for old ballads, and Robert as +a boy must often have listened to her chanting the quaint old songs with +which her retentive memory was stored. The poet resembled his mother in +feature, although he had the swarthy complexion of his father. Attempts +have been made now and again to trace his ancestry on the father's side, +and to give to the world a kind of genealogy of genius. Writers have +demonstrated to their own satisfaction that it was perfectly natural +that Burns should have been the man he was. But the other children of +William Burness were not great poets. It has even been discovered that +his genius was Celtic, whatever that may mean! Excursions and +speculations of this kind are vain and unprofitable, hardly more +reputable than the profanities of the Dumfries craniologists who, in +1834, in the early hours of April 1st,--a day well chosen,--desecrated +the poet's dust. They fingered his skull, 'applied their compasses to +it, and satisfied themselves that Burns had capacity enough to write +_Tam o' Shanter_, _The Cotter's Saturday Night_, and _To Mary in +Heaven_.' Let us take the poet as he comes to us, a gift of the gods, +and be thankful. As La Bruyere puts it, 'Ces hommes n'ont ni ancetres ni +posterites; ils forment eux seuls toute une descendance.' + +What Burns owed particularly to his father he has told us himself both +in prose and verse. The exquisite and beautiful picture of the father +and his family at their evening devotions is taken from life; and +William Burness is the sire who + + 'turns o'er with patriarchal grace + The big ha'-bible ance his father's pride'; + +and in his fragment of autobiography the poet remarks: 'My father picked +up a pretty large quantity of observation and experience, to which I am +indebted for most of my pretensions to wisdom. I have met with few men +who understood men, their manners and their ways, equal to him; but +stubborn, ungainly integrity and headlong, ungovernable irascibility are +disqualifying circumstances; consequently I was born a very poor man's +son.... It was his dearest wish and prayer to have it in his power to +keep his children under his own eye till they could discern between good +and evil; so with the assistance of his generous master, he ventured on +a small farm in that gentleman's estate.' + +This estimate of William Burness is endorsed and amplified by Mr. +Murdoch, who had been engaged by him to teach his children, and knew him +intimately. + +'I myself,' he says, 'have always considered William Burness as by far +the best of the human race that ever I had the pleasure of being +acquainted with. He was an excellent husband; a tender and affectionate +father. He had the art of gaining the esteem and goodwill of those that +were labourers under him. He carefully practised every known duty, and +avoided everything that was criminal; or, in the apostle's words, +_Herein did he exercise himself in living a life void of offence towards +God and man_.' + +Even in his manner of speech he was different from men in his own walk +in life. 'He spoke the English language with more propriety (both with +respect to diction and pronunciation) than any man I ever knew with no +greater advantages.' + +Truly was Burns blessed in his parents, especially in his father. +Naturally such a father wished his children to have the best education +his means could afford. It may be that he saw even in the infancy of his +firstborn the promise of intellectual greatness. Certain it is he +laboured, as few fathers even in Scotland have done, to have his +children grow up intelligent, thoughtful, and virtuous men and women. + +Robert Burns's first school was at Alloway Mill, about a mile from home, +whither he was sent when in his sixth year. He had not been long there, +however, when the father combined with a few of his neighbours to +establish a teacher in their own neighbourhood. That teacher was Mr. +Murdoch, a young man at that time in his nineteenth year. + +This is an important period in the poet's life, although he himself in +his autobiography only briefly touches on his schooling under Murdoch. +He has more to say of what he owed to an old maid of his mother's, +remarkable for her ignorance, credulity, and superstition. 'She had, I +suppose, the largest collection in the country of tales and songs +concerning devils, ghosts, fairies, brownies, witches, warlocks, +spunkies, kelpies, elf-candles, dead-lights, wraiths, apparitions, +cantraips, enchanted towers, giants, dragons, and other trumpery. This +cultivated the latent seeds of Poesy; but had so strong an effect on my +imagination, that to this hour, in my nocturnal rambles, I sometimes +keep a sharp lookout in suspicious places; and though nobody can be more +sceptical in these matters than I, yet it often takes an effort of +philosophy to shake off these idle terrors.' + +It ought not to be forgotten that Burns had a better education than most +lads of his time. Even in the present day many in better positions have +not the advantages that Robert and Gilbert Burns had, the sons of such a +father as William Burness, and under such an earnest and thoughtful +teacher as Mr. Murdoch. It is important to notice this, because Burns is +too often regarded merely as a _lusus naturae_; a being gifted with song, +and endowed by nature with understanding from his birth. We hear too +much of the _ploughman_ poet. His genius and natural abilities are +unquestioned and unquestionable; but there is more than mere natural +genius in his writings. They are the work of a man of no mean education, +and bear the stamp--however spontaneously his songs sing themselves in +our ears--of culture and study. In a letter to Dr. Moore several years +later than now, Burns himself declared against the popular view. 'I have +not a doubt but the knack, the aptitude to learn the Muses' trade is a +gift bestowed by Him who forms the secret bias of the soul; but I as +firmly believe that _excellence_ in the profession is the fruit of +industry, attention, labour, and pains. At least I am resolved to try my +doctrine by the test of experience.' There is a class of people, +however, to whom this will sound heretical, forbidding them, as it were, +the right to babble with grovelling familiarity of Rab, Rob, Robbie, +Scotia's Bard, and the Ploughman Poet; and insisting on his name being +spoken with conscious pride of utterance, Robert Burns, Poet. + +Gilbert Burns, writing to Dr. Currie of the school-days under Mr. +Murdoch, says: 'We learnt to read English tolerably well, and to write a +little. He taught us, too, the English Grammar. I was too young to +profit much by his lessons in grammar, but Robert made some proficiency +in it--a circumstance of considerable weight in the unfolding of his +genius and character, as he soon became remarkable for the fluency and +correctness of his expression, and read the few books that came in his +way with much pleasure and improvement; for even then he was a reader +when he could get a book.' + +After the family removed to Mount Oliphant, the brothers attended Mr. +Murdoch's school for two years longer, until Mr. Murdoch was appointed +to a better situation, and the little school was broken up. Thereafter +the father looked after the education of his boys himself, not only +helping them with their reading at home after the labours of the day, +but 'conversing familiarly with them on all subjects, as if they had +been men, and being at great pains, as they accompanied him on the +labours of the farm, to lead conversation to such subjects as might tend +to increase their knowledge or confirm them in virtuous habits.' Among +the books he borrowed or bought for them at that period were Salmon's +_Geographical Grammar_, Derham's _Physico-Theology_, Ray's _Wisdom of +God in the Works of Creation_, and Stackhouse's _History of the Bible_. +It was about this time, too, that Robert became possessed of _The +Complete Letter-Writer_, a book which Gilbert declared was to Robert of +the greatest consequence, since it inspired him with a great desire to +excel in letter-writing, and furnished him with models by some of the +first writers in our language. Perhaps this book was a great gain. It is +questionable. What would Robert Burns's letters have been had he never +seen a Complete Letter-Writer, and never read 'those models by some of +the first writers in our language'? Easier and more natural, we are of +opinion; and he might have written fewer. Those in the Complete +Letter-Writer style we could easily have spared. His teacher, Mr. +Murdoch, furnishes some excellent examples of the stilted epistolary +style that was then fashionable. + +'But now the plains of Mount Oliphant began to whiten, and Robert was +summoned to relinquish the pleasing scenes that surrounded the grotto of +Calypso, and, armed with a sickle, to seek glory by signalising himself +in the fields of Ceres.' Though Robert Burns never perpetrated anything +like this, his models were not without their pernicious effect on his +prose compositions. + +When Robert was about fourteen years old, he and Gilbert were sent for a +time, week about, to a school at Dalrymple, and the year following +Robert was sent to Ayr to revise his English grammar under Mr. Murdoch. +While there he began the study of French, bringing with him, when he +returned home, a French Dictionary and Grammar and Fenelon's +_Telemaque_. In a little while he could read and understand any French +author in prose. He also gave some time to Latin; but finding it dry and +uninteresting work, he soon gave it up. Still he must have picked up a +little of that language, and we know that he returned to the rudiments +frequently, although 'the Latin seldom predominated, a day or two at a +time, or a week at most.' Under the heading of general reading might be +mentioned _The Life of Hannibal_, _The Life of Wallace_, _The +Spectator_, Pope's _Homer_, Locke's _Essay on the Human Understanding_, +_Allan Ramsay's Works_, and several _Plays of Shakspeare_. All this is +worth noting, even at some length, because it shows how Burns was being +educated, and what books went to form and improve his literary taste. + +Yet when we consider the circumstances of the family we see that there +was not much time for study. The work on the farm allowed Burns little +leisure, but every spare moment would seem to have been given to +reading. Father and sons, we are told by one who afterwards knew the +family at Lochlea, used to sit at their meals with books in their hands; +and the poet says that one book in particular, _A Select Collection of +English Songs_, was his _vade mecum_. He pored over them, driving his +cart or walking to labour, song by song, verse by verse, carefully +noting the true, tender, or sublime from affectation or fustian. 'I am +convinced,' he adds, 'I owe to this practice much of my critic craft, +such as it is.' + +The years of their stay at Mount Oliphant were years of unending toil +and of poverty bravely borne. The whole period was a long fight against +adverse circumstances. Looking back on his life at this time, Burns +speaks of it as 'the cheerless gloom of a hermit with the unceasing moil +of a galley slave'; and we can well believe that this is no exaggerated +statement. His brother Gilbert is even more emphatic. 'Mount Oliphant,' +he says, 'is almost the poorest soil I know of in a state of +cultivation.... My father, in consequence of this, soon came into +difficulties, which were increased by the loss of several of his cattle +by accident and disease. To the buffetings of misfortune we could only +oppose hard labour and the most rigid economy. We lived very sparingly. +For several years butcher's meat was a stranger in the house, while all +the members of the family exerted themselves to the utmost of their +strength, and rather beyond it, in the labours of the farm. My brother, +at the age of thirteen, assisted in thrashing the crop of corn, and at +fifteen was the principal labourer on the farm; for we had no hired +servant, male or female. The anguish of mind we felt at our tender years +under these straits and difficulties was very great. To think of our +father growing old (for he was now above fifty), broken down with the +long-continued fatigues of his life, with a wife and five other +children, and in a declining state of circumstances, these reflections +produced in my brother's mind and mine sensations of the deepest +distress. I doubt not but the hard labour and sorrow of this period of +his life was in a great measure the cause of that depression of spirits +with which Robert was so often afflicted through his whole life +afterwards. At this time he was almost constantly afflicted in the +evenings with a dull headache, which at a future period of his life was +exchanged for a palpitation of the heart and a threatening of fainting +and suffocation in his bed in the night-time.' + +This, we doubt not, is a true picture--melancholy, yet beautiful. But +not only did this increasing toil and worry to make both ends meet, +injure the bodily health of the poet, but it did harm to him in other +ways. It affected, to a certain extent, his moral nature. Those bursts +of bitterness which we find now and again in his poems, and more +frequently in his letters, are assuredly the natural outcome of these +unsocial and laborious years. Burns was a man of sturdy independence; +too often this independence became aggressive. He was a man of +marvellous keenness of perception; too frequently did this manifest +itself in a sulky suspicion, a harshness of judgment, and a bitterness +of speech. We say this in no spirit of fault-finding, but merely point +it out as a natural consequence of a wretched and leisureless existence. +This was the education of circumstances--hard enough in Burns's case; +and if it developed in him certain sterling qualities, gave him an +insight into and a sympathy with the lives of his struggling fellows, it +at the same time warped, to a certain extent, his moral nature. + +What was his outlook on the world at this time? He measured himself with +those he met, we may be sure, for Burns certainly (as he says of his +father) 'understood men, their manners and their ways,' as it is given +to very few to be able to do. Of the ploughmen, farmers, lairds, or +factors, he saw round about him there was none to compare with him in +natural ability, few his equal in field-work. 'At the plough, scythe, or +reap-hook,' he remarks, 'I feared no competitor.' Yet, conscious of easy +superiority, he saw himself a drudge, almost a slave, while those whom +nature had not blessed with brains were gifted with a goodly share of +this world's wealth. + + It's hardly in a body's power + To keep at times frae being sour, + To see how things are shar'd; + How best o' chiels are whiles in want, + While coofs on countless thousands rant, + An' ken na how to wair 't.' + +His father, his brother, and himself--all the members of the family +indeed--toiled unceasingly, yet were unable to better their position. +Matters, indeed, got worse, and worst of all when their landlord died, +and they were left to the tender mercies of a factor. The name of this +man we do not know, nor need we seek to know it. We know the man +himself, and he will live for ever a type of tyrannous, insolent +insignificance. + + 'I've noticed, on our Laird's court-day, + An' mony a time my heart's been wae, + Poor tenant bodies, scant o' cash, + How they maun thole a factor's snash: + He'll stamp an' threaten, curse an swear, + He'll apprehend them, poind their gear: + While they maun stan', wi' aspect humble, + An' hear it a', an' fear an' tremble.' + +Is it to be wondered at that Burns's blood boiled at times, or that he +should now and again look at those in easier circumstances with snarling +suspicion, and give vent to his feelings in words of rankling +bitterness? Robert Burns and his father were just such men as an +insolent factor would take a fiendish delight in torturing. 'My +indignation yet boils,' Burns wrote years afterwards, 'at the +recollection of the scoundrel factor's insolent, threatening letters, +which used to set us all in tears.' Had they 'boo'd and becked' at his +bidding, and grovelled at his feet, he might have had some glimmering +sense of justice, and thought it mercy. But the Burnses were men of a +different stamp. 'William Burness always treated superiors with a +becoming respect, but he never gave the smallest encouragement to +aristocratical arrogance'; and his son Robert was not less manly and +independent. He was too sound in judgment; too conscious of his own +worth, to sink into mean and abject servility. But this factor, perhaps +more than anyone else, did much to pervert, if he could not kill, the +poet's spirit of independence. + +Curiously enough, the opening sentences of his autobiographical sketch +have a suspicious ring of the pride that apes humility. There is +something harsh and aggressive in his unnecessary confidence. 'I have +not the most distant pretensions to assume the character which the +pye-coated guardians of escutcheons call a gentleman. When at Edinburgh +last winter I got acquainted at the Herald's office; and, looking +through that granary of honours, I there found almost every name in the +kingdom; but for me, + + "My ancient but ignoble blood + Had crept through scoundrels ever since the flood." + +Gules, Purpure, Argent, etc., quite disowned me.' All this is quite +gratuitous and hardly in good taste. + +Yet, in spite of untoward circumstances, ceaseless drudgery, and +insufficient diet, the family of Mount Oliphant was not utterly lost to +happiness. With such a shrewd mother and such a father as William +Burness--a man of whom Scotland may be justly proud--no home could be +altogether unhappy. In Burns's picture of the family circle in _The +Cotter's Saturday Night_ there is nothing of bitterness or gloom or +melancholy. + + 'With joy unfeign'd brothers and sisters meet, + An' each for other's welfare kindly spiers: + The social hours, swift-wing'd, unnotic'd fleet; + Each tells the uncos that he sees or hears. + The parents, partial, eye their hopeful years; + Anticipation forward points the view: + The mother, wi' her needle an' her shears, + Gars auld claes look amaist as weel's the new; + The father mixes a' wi' admonition due.' + +In the work of the farm, too, hard as it was, there was pleasure, and +the poet's first song, with the picture he gives of the partners in the +harvest field, breaks forth from this life of cheerless gloom and +unceasing moil like a blink of sunshine through a lowering sky. Burns's +description of how the song came to be made is worthy of quotation, +because it gives us a very clear and well-defined likeness of himself at +the time, a lad in years, but already counting himself among men. 'You +know our country custom of coupling a man and a woman together in the +labours of harvest. In my fifteenth autumn my partner was a bewitching +creature who just counted an autumn less. In short, she, unwittingly to +herself, initiated me into a certain delicious passion, which ... I hold +to be the first of human joys.... I did not well know myself why I liked +so much to loiter behind her when returning in the evening from our +labours; why the tones of her voice made my heart-strings thrill like an +AEolian harp; and particularly why my pulse beat such a furious rantann +when I looked and fingered over her hand to pick out the nettle-stings +and thistles. Among her other love-inspiring qualifications she sang +sweetly; and 'twas her favourite Scotch reel that I attempted to give an +embodied vehicle to in rhyme. I was not so presumptive as to imagine I +could make verses like printed ones composed by men who had Greek and +Latin; but my girl sung a song which was said to be composed by a small +country laird's son, on one of his father's maids with whom he was in +love; and I saw no reason why I might not rhyme as well as he.' + +He had already measured himself with this moorland poet, and admits no +inferiority; and what a laird's son has done he too may do. Writing of +this song afterwards, Burns, who was always a keen critic, admits that +it is 'very puerile and silly.' Still, we think there is something of +beauty, and much of promise, in this early effusion. It has at least one +of the merits, and, in a sense, the peculiar characteristic of all +Burns's songs. It is sincere and natural; and that is the beginning of +all good writing. + +'Thus with me,' he says, 'began love and poetry, which at times have +been my only and ... my highest enjoyment.' This was the first-fruit of +his poetic genius, and we doubt not that in the composition, and after +the composition, life at Mount Oliphant was neither so cheerless nor so +hard as it had been. A new life was opened up to him with a thousand +nameless hopes and aspirations, though probably as yet he kept all these +things to himself, and pondered them in his heart. + + + + +CHAPTER II + +LOCHLEA AND MOSSGIEL + + +The farm at Mount Oliphant proved a ruinous failure, and after +weathering their last two years on it under the tyranny of the scoundrel +factor, it was with feelings of relief, we may be sure, that the family +removed to Lochlea, in the parish of Tarbolton. This was a farm of 130 +acres of land rising from the right bank of the river Ayr. The farm +appeared to them more promising than the one they had left. The prospect +from its uplands was extensive and beautiful. It commanded a view of the +Carrick Hills, and the Firth of Clyde beyond; but where there are +extensive views to be had the land is necessarily exposed. The farm +itself was bleak and bare, and twenty shillings an acre was a high rent +for fields so situated. + +The younger members of the family, however, were now old enough to be of +some assistance in the house or in the fields, and for a few years life +was brighter than it had been before; not that labour was lighter to +them here, but simply because they had escaped the meshes and +machinations of a petty tyrant, and worked more cheerfully, looking to +the future with confidence. Father, mother, and children all worked as +hard as they were able, and none more ungrudgingly than the poet. + +We know little about those first few years of life at Lochlea, which +should be matter for special thanksgiving. Better we should know nothing +at all than that we should learn of misfortunes coming upon them, and +see the family again in tears and forced to thole a factor's snash; +better silence than the later unsavoury episodes, which have not yet +been allowed decent burial. Probably life went evenly and beautifully in +those days. The brothers accompanied their father to the fields; Agnes +milked the cows, reciting the while to her younger sisters, Annabella +and Isabella, snatches of song or psalm; and in the evening the whole +family would again gather round the ingle to raise their voices in +_Dundee_ or _Martyrs_ or _Elgin_, and then to hear the priest-like +father read the sacred page. + +The little that we do know is worth recording. 'Gilbert,' to quote from +Chambers's excellent edition of the poet's works, 'used to speak of his +brother as being at this period a more admirable being than at any +other. He recalled with delight the days when they had to go with one or +two companions to cut peats for the winter fuel, because Robert was sure +to enliven their toil with a rattling fire of witty remarks of men and +things, mingled with the expressions of a genial glowing heart, and the +whole perfectly free from the taint which he afterwards acquired from +his contact with the world. Not even in those volumes which afterwards +charmed his country from end to end, did Gilbert see his brother in so +interesting a light as in those conversations in the bog, with only two +or three noteless peasants for an audience.' + +This is a beautiful picture: the poet enlivening toil with talk, +lighting and illustrating all he said with his lively imagination; +Gilbert listening silently, and a group of noteless peasants dumb with +wonder. No artist has yet painted this picture of Burns, as his brother +saw him, at his best. Writers have glanced at the scene and passed it +by. It needed to be looked at with naked, appreciative eyes; they had +come with microscopes to the study of Burns. Far more interesting +material awaited them farther on: _The Poet's Welcome_, for example! +They could amplify that. Here, too, is the first hint of Burns's +brilliant powers as a talker; a glimpse on this lonely peat moss of the +man who, not many years afterwards, was to dazzle literary Edinburgh +with the sparkle and force of his graphic speech. + +Probably it was about this time that Burns went for a summer to a school +at Kirkoswald. In his autobiography he says it was his seventeenth year, +and, if so, it must have been before the family had left Mount Oliphant. +Gilbert's recollection was that the poet was then in his nineteenth +year, which would bring the incident into the Lochlea period. In the new +edition of Chambers's Burns, William Wallace accepts Robert's statement +as correct; yet we hardly think the poet would have spent a summer at +school at a time when the family was under the heel of that merciless +factor. Besides, although he speaks of his seventeenth year, he has just +made mention of the fact that he was in the secret of half the amours of +the parish; and it was in the parish of Tarbolton that we hear of him +acting 'as the second of night-hunting swains.' Probably also it would +be after the family had found comparative peace and quiet in their new +home that it would occur to Burns to resume his studies in a methodical +way. The point is a small one. The important thing is, that in his +seventeenth or nineteenth summer he went to a noted school on a +smuggling coast to learn mathematics, surveying, dialling, etc., in +which he made a pretty good progress. 'But,' he says, 'I made a greater +progress in the knowledge of mankind. The contraband trade was at this +time very successful; scenes of swaggering riot and roaring dissipation +were as yet new to me, and I was no enemy to social life. Here, though I +learnt to look unconcernedly on a large tavern bill and mix without fear +in a drunken squabble, yet I went on with a high hand in my geometry.' + +The glimpses we have of Burns during his stay here are all +characteristic of the man. We see a young man looking out on a world +that is new to him; moving in a society to which he had hitherto been a +stranger. His eyes are opened not only to the knowledge of mankind, but +to a better knowledge of himself. Thirsting for information and power, +we find him walking with Willie Niven, his companion from Maybole, away +from the village to where they might have peace and quiet, and converse +on subjects calculated to improve their minds. They sharpen their wits +in debate, taking sides on speculative questions, and arguing the matter +to their own satisfaction. No doubt in these conversations and debates +he was developing that gift of clear reasoning and lucid expression +which afterwards so confounded the literary and legal luminaries of +Edinburgh. They had made a study of logic, but here was a man from the +plough who held his own with them, discussing questions which in their +opinion demanded a special training. For an uncouth country ploughman +gifted with song they were prepared, but they did not expect one who +could meet them in conversation with the fence and foil of a skilled +logician. We may see also his burning desire for distinction in that +scene in school when he led the self-confident schoolmaster into debate +and left him humiliated in the eyes of the pupils. Even in his contests +with John Niven there was the same eagerness to excel. When he could not +beat him in wrestling or putting the stone, he was fain to content +himself with a display of his superiority in mental calisthenics. The +very fact that a charming _fillette_ overset his trigonometry, and set +him off at a tangent, is a characteristic ending to this summer of +study. Peggy Thomson in her kail-yard was too much for the fiery +imagination of a poet: 'it was in vain to think of doing more good at +school.' + +Too much stress is not to be laid on Burns's own mention of 'scenes of +swaggering riot and dissipation' at Kirkoswald. Such things were new to +him, and made a lasting impression on his mind. We know that he returned +home very considerably improved. His reading was enlarged with the very +important addition of Thomson's and Shenstone's works. He had seen human +nature in a new phasis, and now he engaged in literary correspondence +with several of his schoolfellows. + +It was not long after his return from Kirkoswald that the Bachelor's +Club was founded, and here could Burns again exercise his debating +powers and find play for his expanding intellect. The members met to +forget their cares in mirth and diversion, 'without transgressing the +bounds of innocent decorum'; and the chief diversion appears to have +been debate. + +If we are to believe Gilbert, the seven years of their stay in +Tarbolton parish were not marked by much literary improvement in Robert. +That may well have been Gilbert's opinion at the time; for the poet was +working hard on the farm, and often spending an evening at Tarbolton or +at one or other of the neighbouring farms. But he managed all the same +to get through a considerable amount of reading; and though, perhaps, he +did not devote himself so sedulously to books as he had been accustomed +to do in the seclusion of Mount Oliphant, he was storing his mind in +other ways. His keen observation was at work, and he was studying what +was of more interest and importance to him than books--'men, their +manners and their ways.' 'I seem to be one sent into the world,' he +remarks in a letter to Mr. Murdoch, 'to see and observe; and I very +easily compound with the knave who tricks me of my money, if there be +anything original about him, which shows me human nature in a different +light from anything I have seen before.' Partly it was this passion to +see and observe, partly it was another passion that made him the +assisting confidant of most of the country lads in their amours. 'I had +a curiosity, zeal, and intrepid dexterity in these matters which +recommended me as a proper second in duels of that kind.' His song, _My +Nannie, O_, which belongs to this period, is not only true as a lyric of +sweet and simple love, but is also true to the particular style of +love-making then in vogue. + + 'The westlin wind blaws loud an' shill; + The night's baith mirk and rainy, O: + But I'll get my plaid, an' out I'll steal, + An' owre the hills to Nannie, O.' + +According to Gilbert, the poet himself was constantly the victim of some +fair enslaver, although, being jealous of those richer than himself, he +was not aspiring in his loves. But while there was hardly a comely +maiden in Tarbolton to whom he did not address a song, we are not to +imagine that he was frittering his heart away amongst them all. A poet +may sing lyrics of love to many while his heart is true to one. The one +at this time to Robert Burns was Ellison Begbie, to whom some of his +songs are addressed--notably _Mary Morrison_, one of the purest and most +beautiful love lyrics ever poet penned. Nothing is more striking than +the immense distance between this composition and any he had previously +written. In this song he for the first time stepped to the front rank as +a song-writer, and gave proof to himself, if to nobody else at the time, +of the genius that was in him. A few letters to Ellison Begbie are also +preserved, pure and honourable in sentiment, but somewhat artificial and +formal in expression. It was because of his love for her, and his desire +to be settled in life, that he took to the unfortunate flax-dressing +business in Irvine. That is something of an unlovely and mysterious +episode in Burns's life. Suffice it to say in his own words: 'This +turned out a sadly unlucky affair. My partner was a scoundrel of the +first water, and, to finish the whole business, while we were giving a +welcome carousal to the New Year, our shop, by the drunken carelessness +of my partner's wife, took fire and burned to ashes, and I was left, +like a true poet, not worth a sixpence.' + +His stay at Irvine was neither pleasant for him at the time nor happy in +its results. He met there 'acquaintances of a freer manner of thinking +and living than he had been used to'; and it needs something more than +the family misfortunes and the deathbed of his father to account for +that terrible fit of hypochondria when he returned to Lochlea. 'For +three months I was in a diseased state of body and mind, scarcely to be +envied by the hopeless wretches who have just got their sentence, +_Depart from me, ye cursed_.' + +Up to this time, the twenty-fifth year of his age, Burns had not written +much. Besides _Mary Morrison_ might be mentioned _The Death and Dying +Words of Poor Mailie_, and another bewitching song, _The Rigs o' +Barley_, which is surely an expression of the innocent abandon, the +delicious rapture of pure and trustful love. But what he had written was +work of promise, while at least one or two of his songs had the artistic +finish as well as the spontaneity of genuine poetry. In all that he had +done, 'puerile and silly,' to quote his own criticism of _Handsome +Nell_, or at times halting and crude, there was the ring of sincerity. +He was not merely an echo, as too many polished poetasters in their +first attempts have been. Such jinglers are usually as happy in their +juvenile effusions as in their later efforts. But Burns from the first +tried to express what was in him, what he himself felt, and in so far +had set his feet on the road to perfection. Being natural, he was bound +to improve by practice, and if there was genius in him to become in time +a great poet. That he was already conscious of his powers we know, and +the longing for fame, 'that last infirmity of noble mind,' was strong in +him and continually growing stronger. + + 'Then out into the world my course I did determine, + Though to be rich was not my wish, yet to be great was charming; + My talents they were not the worst, nor yet my education; + Resolved was I at least to try to mend my situation.' + +Before this he had thought of more ambitious things than songs, and had +sketched the outlines of a tragedy; but it was only after meeting with +Fergusson's _Scotch Poems_ that he 'struck his wildly resounding lyre +with rustic vigour.' In his commonplace book, begun in 1783, we have +ever-recurring hints of his devoting himself to poetry. 'For my own part +I never had the least thought or inclination of turning poet till I got +once heartily in love, and then Rhyme and Song were in a measure the +spontaneous language of my heart.' + +The story of Wallace from the poem by Blind Harry had years before fired +his imagination, and his heart had glowed with a wish to make a song on +that hero in some measure equal to his merits. + + 'E'en then, a wish, I mind its power-- + A wish that to my latest hour + Shall strongly heave my breast-- + That I, for poor auld Scotland's sake, + Some usefu' plan or beuk could make, + Or sing a sang at least.' + +This was written afterwards, but it is retrospective of the years of his +dawning ambition. + +For a time, however, all dreams of greatness are to be set aside as +vain. The family had again fallen on evil days, and when the father +died, his all went 'among the hell-hounds that grovel in the kennel of +justice.' This was no time for poetry, and Robert was too much of a man +to think merely of his own aims and ambitions in such a crisis. It was +only by ranking as creditors to their father's estate for arrears of +wages that the children of William Burness made a shift to scrape +together a little money, with which Robert and Gilbert were able to +stock the neighbouring farm of Mossgiel. Thither the family removed in +March 1784; and it is on this farm that the life of the poet becomes +most deeply interesting. The remains of the father were buried in +Alloway Kirkyard; and on a small tombstone over the grave the poet bears +record to the blameless life of the loving husband, the tender father, +and the friend of man. He had lived long enough to hear some of his +son's poems, and to express admiration for their beauty; but he had also +noted the passionate nature of his first-born. There was one of his +family, he said on his deathbed, for whose future he feared; and Robert +knew who that one was. He turned to the window, the tears streaming down +his cheeks. + +Mossgiel, to which the brothers now removed, taking with them their +widowed mother, was a farm of about one hundred and eighteen acres of +cold clayey soil, close to the village of Mauchline. The farm-house, +having been originally the country house of their landlord, Mr. Gavin +Hamilton, was more commodious and comfortable than the home they had +left. Here the brothers settled down, determined to do all in their +power to succeed. They made a fresh start in life, and if hard work and +rigid economy could have compelled success, they might now have looked +to the future with an assurance of comparative prosperity. Mr. Gavin +Hamilton was a kind and generous landlord, and the rent was only L90 a +year; considerably lower than they had paid at Lochlea. + +But misfortune seemed to pursue this family, and ruin to wait on their +every undertaking. Burns says: 'I entered on this farm with a full +resolution, "Come, go to, I will be wise." I read farming books; I +calculated crops; I attended markets; and, in short, in spite of the +devil, the world, and the flesh, I should have been a wise man; but the +first year, from unfortunately buying in bad seed; the second from a +late harvest, we lost half of both our crops. This overset all my +wisdom, and I returned like the dog to his vomit, and the sow that was +washed to her wallowing in the mire.' + +That this resolution was not just taken in a repentant mood merely to be +forgotten again in a month's time, Gilbert bears convincing testimony. +'My brother's allowance and mine was L7 per annum each, and during the +whole time this family concern lasted, which was four years, as well as +during the preceding period at Lochlea, his expenses never in any one +year exceeded his slender income. His temperance and frugality were +everything that could be wished.' + +Honest, however, as Burns's resolution was, it was not to be expected +that he would--or, indeed, could--give up the practice of poetry, or +cease to indulge in dreams of after-greatness. Poetry, as he has already +told us, had become the spontaneous expression of his heart. It was his +natural speech. His thoughts appeared almost to demand poetry as their +proper vehicle of expression, and rhythmed into verse as inevitably as +in chemistry certain solutions solidify in crystals. Besides this, Burns +was conscious of his abilities. He had measured himself with his +fellows, and knew his superiority. More than likely he had been +measuring himself with the writers he had studied, and found himself not +inferior. The great misfortune of his life, as he confessed himself, was +never to have an aim. He had felt early some stirrings of ambition, but +they were like gropings of Homer's Cyclops round the walls of his cave. +Now, however, we have come to a period of his life when he certainly did +have an aim, but necessity compelled him to renounce it as soon as it +was recognised. It was not a question of ploughing or poetry. There was +no alternative. However insidiously inclination might whisper of poetry, +duty's voice called him to the fields, and that voice he determined to +obey. Reading farming books and calculating crops is not a likely road +to perfection in poetry. Yet, in spite of all noble resolution, the +voice of Poesy was sweet, and he could not shut his ears to it. He might +sing a song to himself, even though it were but to cheer him after the +labours of the day, and he sang of love in 'the genuine language of his +heart.' + + 'There's nought but care on every hand, + In every hour that passes, O: + What signifies the life o' man, + An' 'twere na for the lasses, O?' + +For song must come in spite of him. The caged lark sings, though its +field be but a withered sod, and the sky above it a square foot of green +baize. Nor was his commonplace book neglected; and in August we come +upon an entry which shows that poetical aspirations were again +possessing him; this time not to be cast forth, either at the timorous +voice of Prudence or the importunate bidding of Poverty. Burns has +calmly and critically taken stock--so to speak--of his literary +aptitudes and abilities, and recognised his fitness for a place in the +ranks of Scotland's poets. 'However I am pleased with the works of our +Scotch poets, particularly the excellent Ramsay, and the still more +excellent Fergusson, yet I am hurt to see other places of Scotland, +their towns, rivers, woods, haughs, etc., immortalised in such +celebrated performances, whilst my dear native country, the ancient +Bailieries of Carrick, Kyle, and Cunningham, famous both in ancient and +modern times for a gallant and warlike race of inhabitants; a country +where civil and particularly religious liberty have ever found their +first support and their last asylum, a country the birthplace of many +famous philosophers, soldiers, and statesmen, and the scene of many +important events in Scottish history, particularly a great many of the +actions of the glorious Wallace, the saviour of his country; yet we have +never had one Scottish poet of any eminence to make the fertile banks of +Irvine, the romantic woodlands and sequestered scenes of Aire, and the +heathy mountainous source and winding sweep of Doon, emulate Tay, Forth, +Ettrick, Tweed, etc. This is a complaint I would gladly remedy; but, +alas! I am far unequal to the task, both in native genius and education. +Obscure I am, and obscure I must be, though no young poet nor young +soldier's heart ever beat more fondly for fame than mine.' The same +thoughts and aspirations are echoed later in his _Epistle to William +Simpson_-- + + 'Ramsay and famous Fergusson + Gied Forth and Tay a lift aboon; + Yarrow and Tweed, to mony a tune, + Owre Scotland rings, + While Irwin, Lugar, Ayr, and Doon, + Naebody sings. + + * * * * * + + We'll gar our streams and burnies shine + Up wi' the best!' + +The dread of obscurity spoken of here was almost a weakness with Burns. +We hear it like an ever-recurring wail in his poems and letters. In the +very next entry in his commonplace book, after praising the old bards, +and drawing a parallel between their sources of inspiration and his own, +he shudders to think that his fate may be such as theirs. 'Oh mortifying +to a bard's vanity, their very names are buried in the wreck of things +that were!' + +Close on the heels of these entries came troubles on the head of the +luckless poet, troubles more serious than bad seed and late harvests. +During the summer of 1784, we know that he was in bad health, and again +subject to melancholy. His verses at this time are of a religious cast, +serious and sombre, the confession of fault, and the cry of repentance. + + 'Thou know'st that Thou hast formed me + With passions wild and strong; + And listening to their witching voice + Has often led me wrong.' + +Perhaps this is only the prelude to his verses to Rankine, written +towards the close of the year, and his poem, _A Poet's Welcome_. They +must at least be all read together, if we are to have any clear +conception of the nature of Burns. It is not enough to select his +_Epistle to Rankine_, and speak of its unbecoming levity. This was the +time when Burns was first subjected to ecclesiastical discipline; and +some of his biographers have tried to trace the origin of that wonderful +series of satires, written shortly afterwards, to the vengeful feelings +engendered in the poet by this degradation. But Burns's attack on the +effete and corrupt ceremonials of the Church was not a burst of personal +rancour and bitterness. The attack came of something far deeper and +nobler, and was bound to be delivered sooner or later. His own personal +experience, and the experience of his worthy landlord, Gavin Hamilton, +may have given the occasion, but the cause of the attack was in the +Church itself, and in Burns's inborn loathing of humbug, hypocrisy, and +cant. + +Well was it the satires were written by so powerful a satirist, that the +Church purged itself of the evil thing and cleansed its ways. This, +however, is an episode of such importance in the life of Burns, and in +the religious history of Scotland, as to require to be taken up +carefully and considered by itself. + + + + +CHAPTER III + +THE SERIES OF SATIRES + + +Before we can clearly see and understand Burns's attitude to the Church, +we must have studied the nature of the man himself, and we must know +something also of his religious training. It will not be enough to +select his series of satires, and, from a study of them alone, try to +make out the character of the man. His previous life must be known; the +natural bent of his mind apprehended, and once that is grasped, these +satires will appeal to the heart and understanding of the reader with a +sense of naturalness and expectedness. They are as inevitable as his +love lyrics, and are read with the conviction that his merciless +exposure of profanity masquerading in the habiliments of religion, was +part of the life-work and mission of this great poet. He had been born, +it is recognised, not only to sing the loves and joys and sorrows of his +fellow men and women, but to purge their lives of grossness, and their +religion of the filth of hypocrisy and cant. Let it be admitted, that he +himself went 'a kennin wrang.' What argument is there? We do not deny +the divine mission of Samson because of Delilah. Surely that giant's +life was a wasted one, yet in his very death he was true to his mission, +and fulfilled the purpose of his birth. In other lands and in other +times the satirist is recognised and his work appraised; the abuses he +scourged, the pretensions he ridiculed, are seen in all their +hideousness; but when a great satirist arises amongst ourselves to probe +the ulcers of pharisaism, he is banned as a profaner of holy things, +touching with impious hands the ark of the covenant. Why should the +_cloth_--as it is so ingenuously called--be touched with delicate hands, +unless it be that it is shoddy? Yet the man who would stand well in the +eyes of society must not whisper a word against pharisaism; for the +Pharisee is a highly respectable person, and observes the proprieties; +he typifies the conventional righteousness and religion of his time. + +Let us have done with all this timidity and coward tenderness. If the +Church is filthy, it must be cleansed; if there be money-changers within +its gates, let them be driven out with a whip of small cords. This awe +of the _cloth_, not yet stamped out in Scotland, is but the remains of a +pagan superstition, and has nothing to do with the manliness and courage +of true religion. But prophets have no honour in their own country, +rarely in their own time; they have ever been persecuted, and it is the +Church's martyrs that have handed down through the ages the light of the +world. + +The profanities and religious blasphemies Burns attacked were evils +insidious and poisonous, eating to the very heart of the religious life +of the country, and they required a desperate remedy. Let us be thankful +that the remedy was applied in time; and, looking to the righteousness +he wrought, let us bless the name of Burns. + +Burns's father, stern and severe moralist as he was, was not a strict +Calvinist. Anyone who takes the trouble to read 'The Manual of Religious +Belief in a Dialogue between Father and Son, compiled by William +Burness, Farmer, Mount Oliphant, and transcribed with Grammatical +Corrections by John Murdoch, Teacher,' will see that the man was of too +loving and kindly a nature to be strictly orthodox. What was rigid and +unlovely to him in the Calvinism of the Scottish Church of that day has +been here softened down into something not very far from Arminianism. He +had had a hard experience in the world himself, and that may have drawn +him nearer to his suffering fellow-men and into closer communion with +his God. He had learned that religion is a thing of the spirit, and not +a matter of creeds and catechisms. Of Robert Burns's own religion it +would be impertinent to inquire too curiously. The religion of a man is +not to be paraded before the public like the manifesto of a party +politician. After all, is there a single man who can sincerely, without +equivocation or mental reservation, label himself Calvinist, Arminian, +Socinian, or Pelagian? If there be, his mind must be a marvel of +mathematical nicety and nothing more. All that we need know of Burns is +that he was naturally and sincerely religious; that he worshipped an +all-loving Father, and believed in an ever-present God; that his charity +was boundless; that he loved what was good and true, and hated with an +indignant hatred whatever was loathsome and false. He loved greatly his +fellow-creatures, man and beast and flower; he could even find something +to pity in the fate of the devil himself. That he was not orthodox, in +the narrow interpretation of orthodoxy in his day, we are well enough +aware, else had he not been the poet we love and cherish. + +In his early days at Mount Oliphant there is a hint of these later +satires. 'Polemical divinity about this time was,' he says, 'putting the +country half-mad, and I, ambitious of shining on Sundays, between +sermons, in conversation parties, at funerals, etc., in a few years +more, used to puzzle Calvinism with so much heat and indiscretion that I +raised a hue and cry of heresy against me, which has not ceased to this +hour.' And heresy is a terrible cry to raise against a man in Scotland. +In those days it was Anathema-maranatha; even now it is still the +war-slogan of the Assemblies. + +The polemical divinity which he refers to as putting the country +half-mad was the wordy war that was being carried on at that time +between the Auld Lights and the New Lights. These New Lights, as they +were called, were but a birth of the social and religious upheaval that +was going on in Scotland and elsewhere. The spirit of revolution was +abroad; in France it became acutely political; in Scotland there was a +desire for greater religious freedom. The Church, as reformed by Knox, +was requiring to be re-reformed. The yoke of papacy had been lifted +certainly, but the yoke of pseudo-Protestantism which had taken its +place was quite as heavy on the necks of the people. So long as it had +been new; so long as it had been of their own choosing, it had been +endured willingly. But a generation was springing up--stiff-necked they +might have been called, in that they fretted under the yoke of their +fathers--that sought to be delivered from the tyranny of their pastors +and the fossilised formalism of their creed. To the people in their +bondage a prophet was born, and that prophet was Robert Burns. + +It was natural that a man of Burns's temperament and clearness of +perception should be on the side of the 'common-sense' party. In one of +his letters to Mr. James Burness, Montrose, wherein he describes the +strange doings of a strange sect called the Buchanites,--surely in +itself a convincing proof of the degeneracy of the times in the matter +of religion,--we have an interesting reflection which gives us some +insight into the poet's mind. 'This, my dear Sir, is one of the many +instances of the folly in leaving the guidance of sound reason and +common sense in matters of religion. Whenever we neglect or despise +those sacred monitors, the whimsical notions of a perturbed brain are +taken for the immediate influences of the Deity, and the wildest +fanaticism and the most inconsistent absurdities will meet with abettors +and converts. Nay, I have often thought that the more out of the way and +ridiculous their fancies are, if once they are sanctified under the name +of religion, the unhappy, mistaken votaries are the more firmly glued to +them.' + +The man who wrote that was certainly not the man, when the day of battle +came, to join himself with the orthodox party, the party that stuck to +the pure, undiluted Puritanism of Covenanting times. Yet many +biographers have not seen the bearing that such a letter has on Burns's +attitude to the Church. Principal Shairp seems to say that Burns, had it +not been for the accident of ecclesiastical discipline to which he had +been subjected, would have joined the orthodox party. The notion is +absurd. Burns had attacked orthodox Calvinism even in his boyhood, and +was already tainted with heresy. 'These men,' the worthy Principal +informs us, 'were democratic in their ecclesiastical views, and stout +protesters against patronage. All Burns's instincts would naturally have +been on the side of those who wished to resist patronage and "cowe the +lairds" had not this, his natural tendency, been counteracted by a +stronger bias drawing him in an opposite direction.' This is a +narrowing--if not even a positive misconception--of the case with a +vengeance. The question was not of patronage at all, but of moral and +religious freedom; while the democracy of those ministers was a terribly +one-sided democracy. The lairds may have dubbed them democrats, but they +were aristocratic enough, despotic even, to their herds. But Principal +Shairp has been led altogether wrong by imagining that 'Burns, smarting +under the strict church discipline, naturally threw himself into the +arms of the opposite or New Light party, who were more easy in their +life and in their doctrine.' More charitable also, and Christ-like in +their judgments, I should fain hope; less blinded by a superstitious awe +of the Church. 'Nothing could have been more unfortunate,' he continues, +'than that in this crisis of his career he should have fallen into +intimacy with those hard-headed but coarse-minded men.' Surely this zeal +for the Church has carried him too far. Were these men all coarse +minded? Nobody believes it. The coarse-minded Dr. Dalrymple of Ayr, and +the coarse-minded Mr. Lawrie of Loudon! This is not argument. Besides, +it is perfectly gratuitous. The question, again, is not one of men--that +ecclesiastical discipline has been an offence and a +stumbling-block--either coarse minded or otherwise. It is a question of +principle, and Burns fought for it with keen-edged weapons. + +It would be altogether a mistake to identify Burns with the New Light +party, or with any other sect. He was a law unto himself in religion, +and would bind himself by no creed. Because he attacked rigid orthodoxy +as upheld by Auld Light doctrine, that does not at all mean that he was +espousing, through thick and thin, the cause of the New Light party. He +fought in his own name, with his own weapons, and for humanity. It ought +to be clearly understood that in his series of satires he was not +attacking the orthodoxy of the Auld Lights from the bulwarks of any +other creed. His criticism was altogether destructive. From his own +conception of a wise and loving God he satirised what he conceived to be +their irrational and inhuman conception of Deity, whose attitude towards +mankind was assuredly not that of a father to his children. Burns's God +was a God of love; the god they worshipped was the creation of their +creed, a god of election. It is quite true that Burns made many friends +amongst the New Lights, but we are certain he did not hold by all their +tenets or subscribe to their doctrine. In the _Dictionary of National +Biography_ we read: 'Burns represented the revolt of a virile and +imaginative nature against a system of belief and practice which, as he +judged, had degenerated into mere bigotry and pharisaism.... That Burns, +like Carlyle, who at once retained the sentiment and rejected the creed +of his race more decidedly than Burns, could sympathise with the higher +religious sentiments of his class is proved by _The Cotter's Saturday +Night_.' + +Principal Shairp, however, has not seen the matter in this broad light. +All he sees is a man of keen insight and vigorous powers of reasoning, +who 'has not only his own quarrel with the parish minister and the +stricter clergy to revenge, but the quarrel also of his friend and +landlord, Gavin Hamilton, a county lawyer who had fallen under church +censure for neglect of church ordinances,'--a question of new potatoes +in fact,--'and had been debarred from the communion.' + +It is pleasing to see that the academic spirit is not always so blinding +and blighting. Professor Blackie recognises that the abuses Burns +castigated were real abuses, and admits that the verdict of time has +been in his favour. 'In the case of _Holy Willie_ and _The Holy Fair_,' +he remarks, 'the lash was wisely and effectively wielded'; and on +another occasion he wrote, 'Though a sensitive pious mind will naturally +shrink from the bold exposure of devout abuses in holy things, in _The +Holy Fair_ and other similar satires, on a broad view of the matter we +cannot but think that the castigation was reasonable, and the man who +did it showed an amount of independence, frankness, and moral courage +that amply compensates for the rudeness of the assault.' + +Rude, the assault certainly was and overwhelming. Augean stables are not +to be cleansed with a spray of rose-water. + +Lockhart, whilst recognising the force and keenness of these satires, +has regretfully pointed out that the very things Burns satirised were +part of the same religious system which produced the scenes described in +_The Cotter's Saturday Night_. But is this not really the explanation of +the whole matter? It was just because Burns had seen the beauty of true +religion at home, that he was fired to fight to the death what was false +and rotten. It was the cause of true religion that he espoused. + + 'All hail religion! Maid divine, + Pardon a muse so mean as mine, + Who in her rough imperfect line + Thus dares to name thee. + To stigmatise false friends of thine + Can ne'er defame thee.' + +Compare the reading of the sacred page, when the family is gathered +round the ingle, and 'the sire turns o'er with patriarchal grace the big +ha'-bible' and 'wales a portion with judicious care,' with the reading +of _Peebles frae the Water fit_-- + + 'See, up he's got the word o' God, + And meek and mim has viewed it.' + +What a contrast! The two readings are as far apart as is heaven from +hell, as far as the true from the false. It is strange that both +Lockhart and Shairp should have stumbled on the explanation of Burns's +righteous satire in these poems; should have been so near it, and yet +have missed it. It was just because Burns could write _The Cotter's +Saturday Night_ that he could write _The Holy Tulzie_, _Holy Willie's +Prayer_, _The Ordination_, and _The Holy Fair_. Had he not felt the +beauty of that family worship at home; had he not seen the purity and +holiness of true religion, how could such scenes as those described in +_The Holy Fair_, or such hypocrisy as Holy Willie's, ever have moved him +to scathing satire? Where was the poet's indignation to come from? That +is not to be got by tricks of rhyme or manufactured by rules of metre; +but let it be alive and burning in the heart of the poet, and all else +will be added unto him for the perfect poem, as it was to Burns. That +Burns, though he wrote in humorous satire, was moved to the writing by +indignation, he tells us in his epistle to the Rev. John M'Math-- + + 'But I gae mad at their grimaces, + Their sighin', cantin', grace-prood faces, + Their three-mile prayers, and half-mile graces, + Their raxin' conscience, + Whase greed, revenge, and pride disgraces + Waur nor their nonsense.' + +The first of Burns's satires, if we except his epistle to John Goudie, +wherein we have a hint of the acute differences of the time, is his poem +_The Twa Herds_, or _The Holy Tulzie_. The two herds were the Rev. John +Russell and the Rev. Alexander Moodie, both afterwards mentioned in _The +Holy Fair_. These reverend gentlemen, so long sworn friends, bound by a +common bond of enmity against a certain New Light minister of the name +of Lindsay, 'had a bitter black outcast,' and, in the words of Lockhart, +'abused each other _coram populo_ with a fiery virulence of personal +invective such as has long been banished from all popular assemblies.' +This degrading spectacle of two priests ordained to preach the gospel of +love, attacking each other with all the rancour of malice and +uncharitableness, and foaming with the passion of a pothouse, was too +flagrant an occasion for satire for Burns to miss. He held them up to +ridicule in _The Holy Tulzie_, and showed them themselves as others saw +them. It has been objected by some that Burns made use of humorous +satire; did not censure with the fiery fervour of a righteous +indignation. Burns used the weapon he could handle best; and a powerful +weapon it is in the hands of a master. We acknowledge Horace's satires +to be scathing enough, though they are light and delicate, almost +trifling and flippant at times. He has not the volcanic utterance of +Juvenal, but I doubt not his castigations were quite as effective. +'Quamquam ridentem dicere verum quid vetat?' Burns might have well +replied to his censors with the same question. Quick on the heels of +this poem came _Holy Willie's Prayer_, wherein he took up the cudgels +for his friend, Mr. Gavin Hamilton, and fought for him in his own +enthusiastic way. The satire here is so scathing and scarifying that we +can only read and wonder, shuddering the while for the wretched creature +so pitilessly flayed. Not a word is wasted; not a line without weight. +The character of the self-righteous, sensual, spiteful Pharisee is a +merciless exposure, and, hardest of all, the picture is convincing. For +Burns believed in his own mind that these men, Holy Willie and the crew +he typified, were thoroughly dishonest. They were not in his +judgment--and Burns had keen insight--mere bigots dehumanised by their +creed, but a pack of scheming, calculating scoundrels. + + 'They take religion in their mouth, + They talk o' mercy, grace, and truth, + For what? to gie their malice skouth + On some puir wight, + And hunt him down, o'er right and ruth + To ruin straight.' + +But it must be noted in _Holy Willie_ that the poet is not letting +himself out in a burst of personal spleen. He is again girding at the +rigidity of a lopped and maimed Calvinism, and attacking the creed +through the man. The poem is a living presentment of the undiluted, +puritanic doctrine of the Auld Light party, to whom Calvinism meant only +a belief in hell and an assurance of their own election. It is evident +that Burns was not sound on either essential. _The Address to the Unco +Guid_ is a natural sequel to this poem, and, in a sense, its +culmination. There is the same strength of satire, but now it is more +delicate and the language more dignified. There is the same condemnation +of pharisaism; but the poem rises to a higher level in its appeal for +charitable views of human frailty, and its kindly counsel to silence; +judgment is to be left to Him who + + 'Knows each cord, its various tone, + Each spring its various bias.' + +Of all the series of satires, however, _The Holy Fair_ is the most +remarkable. It is in a sense a summing up of all the others that +preceded it. The picture it gives of the mixed and motley multitude +fairing in the churchyard at Mauchline, with a relay of ministerial +mountebanks catering for their excitement, is true to the life. It is +begging the question to deplore that Burns was provoked to such an +attack. The scene was provocation sufficient to any right-thinking man +who associated the name of religion with all that was good and beautiful +and true. Such a state of things demanded reformation. The +churchyard--that holy ground on which the church was built and +sanctified by the dust of pious and saintly men--cried aloud against the +desecration to which it was subjected; and Burns, who alone had the +power to purify it from such profanities, would have been untrue to +himself and a traitor to the religion of his country had he merely +shrugged his shoulders and allowed things to go on as they were going. +And after all what was the result? For the poem is part and parcel of +the end it achieved. 'There is a general feeling in Ayrshire,' says +Chambers, 'that _The Holy Fair_ was attended with a good effect; for +since its appearance the custom of resorting to the occasion in +neighbouring parishes for the sake of holiday-making has been much +abated and a great increase of decorous observance has taken place.' To +that nothing more need be added. + +In this series of satires _The Address to the Deil_ ought also to be +included. Burns had no belief at all in that Frankenstein creation. It +was too bad, he thought, to invent such a monster for the express +purpose of imputing to him all the wickedness of the world. If such a +creature existed, he was rather sorry for the maligned character, and +inclined to think that there might be mercy even for him. + + 'I'm wae to think upon yon den, + Even for your sake.' + +Speaking of this address, Auguste Angellier says: 'All at once in their +homely speech they heard the devil addressed not only without awe, but +with a spice of good-fellowship and friendly familiarity. They had never +heard the devil spoken of in this tone before. It was a charming +address, jocund, full of raillery and good-humour, with a dash of +friendliness, as if the two speakers had been cronies and companions +ready to jog along arm in arm to the nether regions. He simply laughs +Satan out of countenance, turns him to ridicule, pokes his fun at him, +scolds and defies him just as he might have treated a person from whom +he had nothing to fear. Nor is that all. He must admonish him, tell him +he has been naughty long enough, and wind up by giving him some good +advice, counselling him to mend his ways. This was certainly without +theological precedent. It was, however, a simple idea which would have +arranged matters splendidly.... Even to-day to speak well of the devil +is an abomination almost as serious as to speak evil of the Deity. There +was assuredly a great fortitude of mind as well as daring of conduct to +write such a piece as this.' + +The poem has done more than anything else to kill the devil of +superstition in Scotland. After his death he found, it is averred, a +quiet resting-place in Kirkcaldy, where pious people have built a church +on his grave. + +When Burns later in life made the witches and warlocks dance to the +piping of the devil in Alloway's auld haunted kirk, he was but +assembling them in their fit and proper house of meeting. Here had they +been called into being; here had they the still-born children of +superstition been thrashed into life and trained in unholiness. One can +imagine them oozing out from the walls that had echoed their names so +often through centuries of Sabbath days. The devil himself, by virtue of +his rank, takes his place in the east, rising we have no doubt from the +very spot on which the pulpit once had stood. In the church had +superstition exorcised this hellish legion out of the dead mass of +ignorance into the swarming maggots that batten on corruption; and it +was in accordance with the eternal fitness of things that here their +spirits should abide, and, when they took bodily shape, that they should +assume the form and feature in which their mother Superstition had +conceived them. + +Upon the holy table too lay 'twa span-lang wee unchristened bairns.' For +this hell the poet pictures is the creation of a creed that throngs it +with the souls of innocent babes. 'Suffer little children to come unto +me,' Christ had said; 'for of such is the kingdom of heaven.' 'But +unbaptized children must come unto me,' the devil of superstition said; +'for of such is the kingdom of hell.' + +What pathos is in this line of Burns! There is in its slow spondaic +movement an eternity of tears. Could satire or sermon have shown more +forcibly the revolting inhumanity of a doctrine upheld as divine? Yet +were there devout men, in other things gentle and loving and charitable, +who preached this as the law of a loving God. With one stroke of genius +they were brought face to face with the logical sequence of their +barbarous teaching, and that without a word of coarseness or a touch of +caricature. + +Only once again did Burns return to this attack on bigotry and +superstition, and that was when he was induced to fight for Dr. Macgill +in _The Kirk's Alarm_. But he had done his part in the series of satires +of this year to expose the loathsomeness of hypocrisy and to purge holy +places and the most solemn ceremonies of what was blasphemous and +grossly profane. That in this Burns was fulfilling a part of his mission +as a poet, we can hardly doubt; and that his work wrought for +righteousness, the purer religious life that followed amply proves. The +true poet is also a prophet; and Robert Burns was a prophet when he +spoke forth boldly and fearlessly the truth that was in him, and dared +to say that sensuality was foul even in an elder of the kirk, and that +profanities were abhorred of God even though sanctioned and sanctified +under the sacred name of religion. + + + + +CHAPTER IV + +THE KILMARNOCK EDITION + + +_The Holy Tulzie_ had been written probably in April 1785, and the +greatest of the satires, _The Holy Fair_, is dated August of the same +year. It may, however, have been only drafted, and partly written, when +the recent celebration of the sacrament at Mauchline was fresh in the +poet's mind. At the very latest, it must have been taken up, completed, +and perfected, in the early months of 1786. That is a period of some ten +months between the first and the last of this series of satires; and +during that time he had composed _Holy Willie's Prayer_, _The Address to +the Deil_, _The Ordination_, and _The Address to the Unco Guid_. But +this represents a very small part of the poetry written by Burns during +this busy period. From the spring of 1785 on to the autumn of 1786 was a +time of great productiveness in his life, a productiveness unparalleled +in the life of any other poet. If, according to Gilbert, the seven years +of their stay at Lochlea were not marked by much literary improvement in +his brother, we take it that the poet had been 'lying fallow' all those +years; and what a rich harvest do we have now! Here, indeed, was a +reward worth waiting for. To read over the names of the poems, songs, +and epistles written within such a short space of time amazes us. And +there is hardly a poem in the whole collection without a claim to +literary excellence. A month or two previous to the composition of his +first satire he had written what Gilbert calls his first poem, _The +Epistle to Davie_, 'a brother poet, lover, ploughman, and fiddler.' It +is worthy of notice that, in the opening lines of this poem-- + + 'While winds frae aff Ben Lomond blaw, + And bar the doors wi' driving snaw, + And hing us ower the ingle'-- + +we see the poet and his surroundings, as he sets himself down to write. +He plunges, as Horace advises, in _medias res_, and we have the +atmosphere of the poem in the first phrase. This is Burns's usual way of +beginning his poems and epistles, as well as a great many of his songs. +The metre of this poem Burns has evidently taken from _The Cherry and +the Slae_, by Alexander Montgomery, which he must have read in Ramsay's +_Evergreen_. The stanza is rather complicated, although Burns, with his +extraordinary command and pliancy of language, uses it from the first +with masterly ease. But there is much more than mere jugglery of words +in the poem. Indeed, such is this poet's seeming simplicity of speech +that his masterly manipulation of metres always comes as an +afterthought. It never disturbs us in our first reading of the poem. +Gilbert's opinion of this poem is worth recording, the more especially +as he expressly tells us that the first idea of Robert's becoming an +author was started on this occasion. 'I thought it,' he says, 'at least +equal to, if not superior, to many of Allan Ramsay's epistles, and that +the merit of these and much other Scottish poetry seemed to consist +principally in the knack of the expression; but here there was a strain +of interesting sentiment, and the Scotticism of the language scarcely +seemed affected, but appeared to be the natural language of the poet.' +It startles us to hear Gilbert talking thus of the Scotticism, after +having heard so much of Robert Burns writing naturally in the speech of +his home and county. In this poem we have, at least, the first proof of +that graphic power in which Burns has never been excelled, and in it we +have the earliest mention of his Bonnie Jean. In his next poem, _Death +and Dr. Hornbook_, his command of language and artistic phrasing are +more apparent, while pawky humour and genial satire sparkle and flash +from every line. The poem is written in that form of verse which Burns +has made particularly his own. He had become acquainted with it, it is +most likely, in the writings of Fergusson, Ramsay, and Gilbertfield, who +had used it chiefly for comic subjects; but Burns showed that, in his +hands at least, it could be made the vehicle of the most pensive and +tender feeling. In an interesting note to the _Centenary Burns_, edited +by Henley and Henderson, it is pointed out that 'the six-line stave in +rime couee built on two rhymes,' was used by the Troubadours in their +_Chansons de Gestes_, and that it dates at the very latest from the +eleventh century. Burns's happiest use of it was in those epistles which +about this time he began to dash off to some of his friends; and it is +with these epistles that the uninterrupted stream of poetry of this +season may be said properly to begin. Perhaps it was in the use of this +stanza that Burns first discovered his command of rhymes and his +felicity of phrasing. Certain it is, that after his first epistle to +Lapraik, we have epistles, poems, songs, satires flowing from his pen, +uninterrupted for a period, and apparently with marvellous ease. It has +to be remembered, too, that he was now inspired by the dream of becoming +an author--in print. When or where or how, had not been determined; but +the idea was delightful all the same; the hope was inspiration itself. +Some day his work would be published, and he would be read and talked +about! He would have done something for poor auld Scotland's sake. The +one thing now was to make the book, and to that he set himself +deliberately. Poetry was at last to have its chance. Farming had been +tried, with little success. The crops of 1784 had been a failure, and +this year they were hardly more promising. In these discouraging +circumstances the poet was naturally driven in upon himself. His eyes +were turned _ad intra_, and he sought consolation in his Muse. He was +conscious of some poetical ability, and he knew that his compositions +were not destitute of merit. Poetry, too, was to him, and particularly +so at this time, its own exceeding great reward. He rhymed 'for fun'; +and probably he was finding in the exercise that excitement his +passionate nature craved. Herein was his stimulant after the routine of +farm-work--spiritless work that was little better than slavery, +incessant and achieving nothing. We can imagine him in those days +returning from the fields, 'forjesket, sair, with weary legs,' and +becoming buoyant as soon as he has opened the drawer of that small deal +table in the garret. + + 'Leeze me on rhyme! it's aye a treasure, + My chief, amaist, my only pleasure; + At hame, afield, at wark or leisure, + The Muse, poor hizzie, + Though rough and raploch be her measure, + She's seldom lazy.' + +But, lazy or not, she becomes 'ramfeezled' with constant work, when he +vows if 'the thowless jad winna mak it clink,' to prose it,--a terrible +threat. For he must write, though it be but to keep despondency at arm's +length. Yet it had become more than a pleasure and a recreation to him; +and this he was beginning to understand. This, after all, was his real +work, not the drudgery of the fields; in it he must live his life, and +fulfil his mission. The more he wrote the more he accustomed himself +with the idea of being an author. He knew that the critic-folk, deep +read in books, might scoff at the very suggestion of a ploughman turning +poet, but he recognised also that they might be wrong. It was not by +dint of Greek that Parnassus was to be climbed. 'Ae spark o' Nature's +fire' was the one thing needful for poetry that was to touch the heart. + + 'The star that rules my luckless lot, + Has fated me the russet coat, + And damned my fortune to the groat; + But, in requit, + Has blest me with a random shot + O' countra wit. + + This while my notion's ta'en a sklent, + To try my fate in guid, black prent; + But still the mair I'm that way bent, + Something cries, "Hoolie! + I red you, honest man, tak tent! + Ye'll shaw your folly. + + "There's ither poets, much your betters, + Far seen in Greek, deep men o' letters, + Hae thought they had ensured their debtors, + A' future ages; + Now moths deform in shapeless tatters + Their unknown pages."' + +The works of such scholars enjoyed of the moths! There is gentle satire +here. They themselves had grubbed on Greek, and now is Time avenged. + +It is in his epistles that we see Burns most vividly and clearly, the +man in all his moods. They are just such letters as might be written to +intimate friends when one is not afraid of being himself, and can speak +freely. In sentiment they are candid and sincere, and in language +transparently unaffected. Whatever occurs to him as he writes goes down; +we have the thoughts of his heart at the time of writing, and see the +varying expressions of his face as he passes from grave to gay, from +lively to severe. Now he is tender, now indignant; now rattling along in +good-natured raillery without broadening into burlesque; now becoming +serious and pensively philosophic without a suggestion of mawkish +morality. For Burns, when he is himself, is always an artist; says his +say, and lets the moral take care of itself; and in his epistles he lets +himself go in a very revelry of artistic abandon. He does not think of +style--that fetich of barren minds--and style comes to him; for style is +a coquette that flies the suppliant wooer to kiss the feet of him who +worships a goddess; a submissive handmaiden, a wayward and moody +mistress. But along with delicacy of diction, force and felicity of +expression, pregnancy of phrase and pliancy of language, what knowledge +there is of men--the passions that sway, the impulses that prompt, the +motives that move them to action. Clearness of vision and accuracy of +observation are evidenced in their vividness of imagery; naturalness and +truthfulness--the first essential of all good writing--in their +convincing sincerity of sentiment. Wit and humour, play and sparkle of +fancy, satire genial or scathing, a boundless love of nature and all +created things, are harmoniously unified in the glowing imagination of +the poet, and welded into the perfect poem. Behind all is the +personality of the writer, captivating the reader as much by his +kindliness and sympathy as by his witchery of words. Others have +attempted poetic epistles, but none has touched familiar intercourse to +such fine issues; none has written with such natural grace or woven the +warp and woof of word and sentiment so cunningly into the web of poetry +as Robert Burns. Looseness of rhythm may be detected, excruciating +rhymes are not awanting, but all are forgiven and forgotten in the +enjoyment of the feast as a whole. + +Besides the satires and epistles we have during this fertile period +poems as different in subject, sentiment, and treatment as _The Cotter's +Saturday Night_ and _The Jolly Beggars_; _Hallowe'en_ and _The Mountain +Daisy_; _The Farmer's Address to his Auld Mare Maggie_ and _The Twa +Dogs_; _Address to a Mouse_, _Man was made to Mourn_, _The Vision_, _A +Winter's Night_, and _The Epistle to a Young Friend_. Perhaps of all +these poems _The Vision_ is the most important. It is an epoch-marking +poem in the poet's life. All that he had previously written had been +leading to this; the finer the poem the more surely was it bringing him +to this composition. The time was bound to come when he had to settle +for himself finally and firmly what his work in life was to be. Was +poetry to be merely a pastime; a recreation after the labours of the day +were done; a solace when harvests failed and ruin stared the family in +the face? That question Burns answered when he sat down by the +ingle-cheek, and, looking backward, mused on the years of youth that had +been spent 'in stringing blethers up in rhyme for fools to sing.' He saw +what he might have been; he knew too well what he was--'half-mad, +half-fed, half-sarket.' Yet the picture of what he might have been he +dismissed lightly, almost disdainfully; for he saw what he might be +yet--what he should be. Turning from the toilsome past and the +unpromising present, he looked to the future with a manly assurance of +better things. He should shine in his humble sphere, a rustic bard; his +to + + 'Preserve the dignity of Man, + With soul erect; + And trust, the Universal Plan + Will all protect.' + +The poem is pitched on a high key; the keynote is struck in the opening +lines, and the verses move to the end with stateliness and dignity. It +is calm, contemplative, with that artistic restraint that comes of +conscious power. Burns took himself seriously, and knew that if he were +true to his genius he would become the poet and prophet of his +fellow-men. + +It is worth while dwelling a little on this particular poem, because it +marks a crisis in Burns's life. At this point he shook himself free from +the tyranny of the soil. He had considered all things, and his +resolution for authorship was taken. Some of the other poems will be +mentioned afterwards; meantime we have to consider another crisis in his +life--some aspects of his nature less pleasing, some episodes in his +career dark and unlovely. + +Speaking of the effect _Holy Willie's Prayer_ had on the kirk-session, +he says that they actually held three meetings to see if their holy +artillery could be pointed against profane rhymers. 'Unluckily for me,' +he adds, 'my idle wanderings led me on another side, point-blank within +reach of their heaviest metal. This is the unfortunate story alluded to +in my printed poem _The Lament_. 'Twas a shocking affair, which I cannot +yet bear to recollect, and it had very nearly given me one or two of the +principal qualifications for a place with those who have lost the chart +and mistaken the reckoning of rationality.' + +Throughout the year 1785 Burns had been acquainted with Jean Armour, the +daughter of a master mason in Mauchline. Her name, besides being +mentioned in his _Epistle to Davie_, is mentioned in _The Vision_, and +we know from a verse on the six belles of Mauchline that 'Armour was the +jewel o' them a'.' From the depressing cares and anxieties of that +gloomy season the poet had turned to seek solace in song, but he had +also found comfort and consolation in love. + + 'When heart-corroding care and grief + Deprive my soul of rest, + Her dear idea brings relief + And solace to my breast.' + +Now in the spring of 1786 Burns as a man of honour must acknowledge Jean +as his wife. The lovers had imprudently anticipated the Church's +sanction to marriage, and it was his duty, speaking in the homely phrase +of the Scottish peasantry, to make an honest woman of his Bonnie Jean. +But, unfortunately, matters had been going from bad to worse on the farm +of Mossgiel, and about this time the brothers had come to a final +decision to quit the farm. Robert, as Gilbert informs us, durst not then +engage with a family in his poor, unsettled state, but was anxious to +shield his partner by every means in his power from the consequences of +their imprudence. It was agreed, therefore, between them, that they +should make a legal acknowledgment of marriage, that he should go to +Jamaica to push his fortune, and that she should remain with her father +till it should please Providence to put the means of supporting a family +in his power. He was willing even to work as a common labourer so that +he might do his duty by the woman he had already made his wife. But +Jean's father, whatever were his reasons, would allow her to have +nothing whatever to do with a man like Burns. A husband in Jamaica was, +in his judgment, no husband at all. What inducement he held out, or what +arguments he used, we may not know, but he prevailed on Jean to +surrender to him the paper acknowledging the irregular marriage. This he +deposited with Mr. Aitken of Ayr, who, as Burns heard, deleted the +names, thus rendering the marriage null and void. This was the +circumstance, what he regarded as Jean's desertion, which brought Burns, +as he has said, to the verge of insanity. + +Now it was that he finally resolved to leave the country. It was not the +first time he had thought of America. Poverty, before this, had led him +to think of emigrating; the success of others who had gone out as +settlers tempted him to try his fortune beyond the seas, even though he +'should herd the buckskin kye in Virginia.' Now, imprudence as well as +poverty urged him, while, wounded so sorely by the action of the +Armours both in his love and his vanity, he had little desire to remain +at home. There is no doubt that, prior to the birth of his twin children +and the publication of his poems, he would have quitted Scotland with +little reluctance. But he was so poor that, even after accepting a +situation in Jamaica, he had not money to pay his passage; and it was at +the suggestion of Gavin Hamilton that he began seriously to prepare for +the publication of his poems by subscription, in order to raise a sum +sufficient to buy his banishment. Accordingly we find him under the date +April 3, 1786, writing to Mr. Aitken, 'My proposals for publishing I am +just going to send to press.' + +But what a time this was in the poet's life! It was a long tumult of +hope and despair, exultation and despondency, poetry and love; revelry, +rebellion, and remorse. Everything was excitement; calmness itself a +fever. Yet through it all inspiration was ever with him, and poem +followed poem with miraculous, one might almost say, unnatural rapidity. +Now he is apostrophising Ruin; now he is wallowing in the mire of +village scandal; now he is addressing a mountain daisy in words of +tenderness and purity; now he is scarifying a garrulous tailor, and +ranting with an alien flippancy; now it is Beelzebub he addresses, now +the King; now he is waxing eloquent on the virtues of Scotch whisky, +anon writing to a young friend in words of wisdom that might well be +written on the fly-leaf of his Bible. + +This was certainly a period of ageing activity in Burns's life. It +seemed as if there had been a conspiracy of fate and circumstance to +herald the birth of his poems with the wildest convulsions of labour and +travail. The parish of Tarbolton became the stage of a play that had all +the makings of a farce and all the elements of a tragedy. There were +endless complications and daily developments, all deepening the dramatic +intensity without disturbing the unity. We watch with breathless +interest, dumbly wondering what the end will be. It is tragedy, comedy, +melodrama, and burlesque all in one. + +Driven almost to madness by the faithlessness of Jean Armour, he rends +himself in a whirlwind of passion, and seeks sympathy and solace in the +love of Mary Campbell. What a situation for a novelist! This is just how +the story-teller would have made his jilted hero act; sent him with +bleeding heart to seek consolation in a new love. For novelists make a +study of the vagaries of love, and know that hearts are caught in the +rebound. + +Most of the biographers of Burns are agreed that this Highland lassie +was the object of by far the deepest passion he ever knew. They may be +right. Death stepped in before disillusion, and she was never other than +the adored Mary of that rapturous meeting when the white +hawthorn-blossom no purer was than their love. Thus was his love for +Mary Campbell ever a holy and spiritual devotion. Auguste Angellier +says: 'This was the purest, the most lasting, and by far the noblest of +his loves. Above all the others, many of which were more passionate, +this one stands out with the chasteness of a lily. There is a complete +contrast between his love for Jean and his love for Mary. In the one +case all the epithets are material; here they are all moral. The praises +are borrowed, not from the graces of the body, but from the features of +the soul. The words which occur again and again are those of honour, of +purity, of goodness. The idea of seeing her again some day was never +absent from his mind. Every time he thought of eternity, of a future +life, of reunions in some unknown state, it was to her that his heart +went out. The love of that second Sunday of May was ever present. It was +the love which led Burns to the most elevated sphere to which he ever +attained; it was the inspiration of his most spiritual efforts. This +sweet, blue-eyed Highland lassie was his Beatrice, and waved to him from +the gates of heaven.' + +We know little about Mary Campbell from the poet himself; and though +much has been ferreted out about her by a host of snappers-up of +unconsidered trifles, this episode in his life is still involved in +mystery. It is pleasant to reflect that his reticence here has kept at +least one love passage in his life sacred and holy. Is not mystery half +the charm and beauty of love? Yet, in spite of his silence, or probably +because of it, details have been raked up from time to time, some grey +and colourless fossil-remains of what was once fresh and living fact. +From Burns himself we know that the lovers took a tender farewell in a +sequestered spot by the banks of the Ayr, and parted never to meet +again. All the romance and tragedy are there, and what need we more? We +are not even certain as to either the place or the date of her death. +Mrs. Begg, the poet's sister, knew little or nothing about Mary +Campbell. She remembered, however, a letter being handed in to him +after the work of the season was over. 'He went to the window to open +and read it, and she was struck by the look of agony which was the +consequence. He went out without uttering a word.' What he felt he +expressed afterwards in song--song that has become the language of +bereaved and broken hearts for all time. The widowed lover knows 'the +dear departed shade,' but he may not have heard of Mary Campbell. + +It was in May that Burns and Highland Mary had parted; in June he wrote +to a friend about ungrateful Armour, confessing that he still loved her +to distraction, though he would not tell her so. But all his letters +about this time are wild and rebellious. He raves in a tempest of +passion, and cools himself again, perhaps in the composition of a song +or poem. Just about the time this letter was written, his poems were +already in the press. His proposal for publishing had met with so hearty +a reception, that success financially was to a certain extent assured, +and the printing had been put into the hand of John Wilson, Kilmarnock. +Even yet his pen was busy. He wrote often in a gay and lively style, +almost, it would seem, in a struggle to keep himself from sinking into +melancholy, 'singing to keep his courage up.' His gaiety was 'the +madness of an intoxicated criminal under the hands of the executioner.' +_A Bard's Epitaph_, however, among the many pieces of this season, is +earnest and serious enough to disarm hostile criticism; and his loose +and flippant productions are read leniently in the light of this +pathetic confession. It is a self-revelation truly, but it is honest, +straightforward, and manly. There is nothing plaintive or mawkish about +it. + +We next find Burns flying from home to escape legal measures that Jean +Armour's father was instituting against him. He was in hiding at +Kilmarnock to be out of the way of legal diligence, and it was in such +circumstances that he saw his poems through the press. Surely never +before in the history of literature had book burst from such a medley of +misfortunes into so sudden and certain fame. Born in tumult, it +vindicated its volcanic birth, and took the hearts of men by storm. +Burns says little about those months of labour and bitterness. We know +that he had then nearly as high an idea of himself and his works as he +had in later life; he had watched every means of information as to how +much ground he occupied as a man and a poet, and was sure his poems +would meet with some applause. He had subscriptions for about three +hundred and fifty, and he got six hundred copies printed, pocketing, +after all expenses were paid, nearly twenty pounds. With nine guineas of +this sum he bespoke a passage in the first ship that was to sail for the +West Indies. 'I had for some time,' he says, 'been skulking from covert +to covert under all the terrors of a jail, as some ill-advised, +ungrateful people had uncoupled the merciless, legal pack at my heels. I +had taken the last farewell of my friends; my chest was on the road to +Greenock; I had composed the song _The Gloomy Night is Gathering Fast_, +which was to be the last effort of my muse in Caledonia, when a letter +from Dr. Blacklock to a friend of mine overthrew all my schemes, by +rousing my poetic ambition. The doctor belonged to a class of critics, +for whose applause I had not even dared to hope. His idea that I would +meet with every encouragement for a second edition fired me so much, +that away I posted to Edinburgh, without a single acquaintance in town, +or a single letter of recommendation in my pocket.' + +It was towards the end of July that the poems were published, and they +met with a success that must have been gratifying to those friends who +had stood by the poet in his hour of adversity, and done what they could +to ensure subscriptions. In spite of the fact that Burns certainly +looked upon himself as possessed of some poetic abilities, the reception +the little volume met with, and the impression it at once made, must +have exceeded his wildest anticipations. Even yet, however, he did not +relinquish the idea of going to America. On the other hand, as we have +seen, the first use he made of the money which publication had brought +him, was to secure a berth in a vessel bound for Jamaica. But he was +still compelled by the dramatic uncertainty of circumstance. The day of +sailing was postponed, else had he certainly left his native land. It +was only after Jean Armour had become the mother of twin children that +there was any hint of diffidence about sailing. In a letter to Robert +Aitken, written in October, he says: 'All these reasons urge me to go +abroad, and to all these reasons I have one answer--the feelings of a +father. That in the present mood I am in overbalances everything that +can be laid in the scale against it.' + +His friends, too, after the success of his poems, were beginning to be +doubtful about the wisdom of his going abroad, and were doing what they +could to secure for him a place in the Excise. For his fame had gone +beyond the bounds of his native county, and others than people in his +own station had recognised his genius. Mrs. Dunlop of Dunlop was one of +the first to seek the poet's acquaintance, and she became an almost +lifelong friend; through his poems he renewed acquaintance with Mrs. +Stewart of Stair. He was 'roosed' by Craigen-Gillan; Dugald Stewart, the +celebrated metaphysician, and one of the best-known names in the learned +and literary circles of Edinburgh, who happened to be spending his +vacation at Catrine, not very far from Mossgiel, invited the poet to +dine with him, and on that occasion he 'dinnered wi' a laird'--Lord +Daer. Then came the appreciative letter from Dr. Blacklock to the Rev. +George Lawrie of Loudon, already mentioned. Even this letter might not +have proved strong enough to detain him in Scotland, had it not been +that he was disappointed of a second edition of his poems in Kilmarnock. +Other encouragement came from Edinburgh in a very favourable criticism +of his poems in the _Edinburgh Magazine_. This, taken along with Dr. +Blacklock's suggestion about 'a second edition more numerous than the +former,' led the poet to believe that his work would be taken up by any +of the Edinburgh publishers. The feelings of a father also urged him to +remain in Scotland; and at length--probably in November--the thought of +exile was abandoned. It was with very different feelings, we may be +sure, that he contemplated setting out from Mossgiel to sojourn for a +season in Edinburgh--a name that had ever been associated in his mind +with the best traditions of learning and literature in Scotland. + + + + +CHAPTER V + +THE EDINBURGH EDITION + + +Edinburgh towards the close of last century was a very different place +from Edinburgh of the present day. It was then to a certain extent the +hub of Scottish society; the centre of learning and literature; the +winter rendezvous of not a few of the nobility and gentry of Scotland. +For in those days it had its society and its season; county families had +not altogether abandoned the custom of keeping their houses in town. All +roads did not then lead to London as they do now, when Edinburgh is a +capital in little more than name, and its prestige has become a +tradition. A century ago Edinburgh had all the glamour and fascination +of the capital of a no mean country; to-day it is but the historical +capital invested with the glamour and fascination of a departed glory. +The very names of those whom Burns met on his first visit to Edinburgh +are part of the history of the nation. In the University there were at +that time, representative of the learning of the age, Dugald Stewart, +Dr. Blair, and Dr. Robertson. David Hume was but recently dead, and the +lustre of his name remained. His great friend, Adam Smith, author of +_The Wealth of Nations_, was still living; while Henry Mackenzie, _The +Man of Feeling_, the most popular writer of his day, was editing _The +Lounger_; and Dr. Blacklock, the blind poet, was also a name of +authority in the world of letters. Nor was the Bar, whose magnates have +ever figured in the front rank of Edinburgh society, eclipsed by the +literary luminaries of the University. Lord Monboddo has left a name, +which his countrymen are not likely to forget. He was an accomplished, +though eccentric character, whose classical bent was in the direction of +Epicurean parties. His great desire was to revive the traditions of the +elegant suppers of classical times. Not only were music and painting +employed to this end, but the tables were wreathed with flowers, the +odour of incense pervaded the room; the wines were of the choicest, +served from decanters of Grecian design. But, perhaps, the chief +attraction to Burns in the midst of all this super-refinement was the +presence of 'the heavenly Miss Burnet,' daughter of Lord Monboddo. +'There has not been anything nearly like her,' he wrote to his friend +Chalmers, 'in all the combinations of beauty and grace and goodness the +great Creator has formed since Milton's Eve in the first day of her +existence.' The Hon. Henry Erskine was another well-known name, not only +in legal circles, but as well in fashionable society. His genial and +sunny nature made him so great a favourite in his profession, that +having been elected Dean of the Faculty of Advocates in 1786, he was +unanimously re-elected every year till 1796, when he was victorious over +Dundas of Arniston, who had been brought forward in opposition to him. +The leader of fashion was the celebrated Duchess of Gordon, who was +never absent from a public place, and 'the later the hour so much the +better.' Her amusements--her life, we might say--were dancing, cards, +and company. With such a leader, the season to the very select and +elegant society of Edinburgh was certain to be a time of brilliance and +gaiety; while its very exclusiveness, and the fact that it affected or +reflected the literary life of the University and the Bar, would make it +all the more ready to lionise a man like Burns when the opportunity +came. + +The members of the middle class caught their tone from the upper ranks, +and took their nightly sederunts and morning headaches as privileges +they dared aristocratic exclusiveness to deny them. Douce citizens, +merchants, respectable tradesmen, well-to-do lawyers, forgathered when +the labours of the day were done to spend a few hours in some snug +back-parlour, where mine host granted them the privileges and privacy of +a club. Such social beings as these, met to discuss punch, law, and +literature, were no less likely than their aristocratic neighbours to +receive Burns with open arms, and once he was in their midst to prolong +their sittings in his honour. Nor was Burns, if he found them honest and +hearty fellows, the man to say them nay. He was eminently a social and +sociable being, and in company such as theirs he could unbend himself as +he might not do in the houses of punctilious society. The etiquette of +that howff of the Crochallan Fencibles in the Anchor Close or of Johnnie +Dowie's tavern in Libberton's Wynd was not the etiquette of +drawing-rooms; and the poet was free to enliven the hours with a +rattling fire of witty remarks on men and things as he had been wont to +do on the bog at Lochlea, with only a few noteless peasants for +audience. + +Burns entered Edinburgh on November 28, 1786. He had spent the night +after leaving Mossgiel at the farm of Covington Mains, where the +kind-hearted host, Mr. Prentice, had all the farmers of the parish +gathered to meet him. This is of interest as showing the popularity +Burns's poems had already won; while the eagerness of those farmers to +see and know the man after they had read his poems proves most +strikingly how straight the poet had gone to the hearts of his readers. +They had recognised the voice of a human being, and heard it gladly. +This gathering was convincing testimony, if such were needed, of the +truthfulness and sincerity of his writings. No doubt Burns, with his +great force of understanding, appreciated the welcome of those +brother-farmers, and valued it above the adulation he afterwards +received in Edinburgh. The Kilmarnock Edition was but a few months old, +yet here was a gathering of hard-working men, who had read his poems, we +may be sure, from cover to cover, and now they were eager to thank him +who had sung the joys and sorrows of their workaday lives. Of course +there was a great banquet, and night wore into morning before the +company dispersed. They had seen the poet face to face, and the man was +greater than his poems. + +Next morning he resumed his journey, breakfasting at Carnwath, and +reaching Edinburgh in the evening. He had come, as he tells us, without +a letter of introduction in his pocket, and he took up his abode with +John Richmond in Baxter's Close, off the Lawnmarket. He had known +Richmond when he was a clerk with Gavin Hamilton, and had kept up a +correspondence with him ever since he had left Mauchline. The lodging +was a humble enough one, the rent being only three shillings a week; +but here Burns lodged all the time he was in Edinburgh, and it was +hither he returned from visiting the houses of the rich and great, to +share a bed with his friend and companion of many a merry meeting at +Mauchline. + +It would be vain to attempt to describe Burns's feelings during those +first few days in Edinburgh. He had never before been in a larger town +than Kilmarnock or Ayr; and now he walked the streets of Scotland's +capital, to him full of history and instinct with the associations of +centuries. This was really the heart of Scotland, the home of heroes who +fought and fell for their country, 'the abode of kings of other years.' +His sentimental attachment to Jacobitism became more pronounced as he +looked on Holyrood. For Burns, a representative of the strength and +weakness of his countrymen, was no less representative of Scotland's +sons in his chivalrous pity for the fate of Queen Mary and his romantic +loyalty to the gallant Prince Charlie. His poetical espousal of the +cause of the luckless Stuarts was purely a matter of sentiment, a kind +of pious pity that had little to do with reason; and in this he was +typical of his countrymen even of the present day, who are loyal to the +house of Stuart in song, and in life are loyal subjects of their Queen. + +We are told, and we can well believe that for the first few days of his +stay he wandered about, looking down from Arthur's Seat, gazing at the +Castle, or contemplating the windows of the booksellers' shops. We know +that he made a special pilgrimage to the grave of Fergusson, and that in +a letter, dated February 6, 1787, he applied to the honourable bailies +of Canongate, Edinburgh, for permission 'to lay a simple stone over his +revered ashes'; which petition was duly considered and graciously +granted. The stone was afterwards erected, with the simple inscription, +'Here lies Robert Fergusson, Poet. Born September 5th, 1751; died 16th +October, 1774. + + No sculptured marble here, nor pompous lay, + "No storied urn nor animated bust"; + This simple stone directs pale Scotia's way + To pour her sorrow o'er her poet's dust.' + +On the reverse side is recorded the fact that the stone was erected by +Robert Burns, and that the ground was to remain for ever sacred to the +memory of Robert Fergusson. + +It is related, too, that he visited Ramsay's house, and that he bared +his head when he entered. Burns over and over again, both in prose and +verse, turned to these two names with a kind of fetich worship, that it +is difficult to understand. He must have known that, as a poet, he was +immeasurably superior to both. It may have been that their writings +first opened his eyes to the possibilities of the Scots tongue in +lyrical and descriptive poetry; and there was something also which +appealed to him in the wretched life of Fergusson. + + 'O thou, my elder brother in misfortune, + By far my elder brother in the Muses.' + +His elder brother indeed by some six years! But there is more of +reverence than sound judgment in his estimate of either Ramsay or +Fergusson. + +Burns, however, had come to Edinburgh with a fixed purpose in view, and +it would not do to waste his time mooning about the streets. On December +7 we find him writing to Gavin Hamilton, half seriously, half jokingly: +'I am in a fair way of becoming as eminent as Thomas a Kempis or John +Bunyan, and you may expect henceforth to see my birthday inserted among +the wonderful events in the Poor Robins' and Aberdeen Almanacs along +with the Black Monday and the Battle of Bothwell Bridge. My Lord +Glencairn and the Dean of Faculty, Mr. H. Erskine, have taken me under +their wing, and by all probability I shall soon be the tenth worthy and +the eighth wise man of the world. Through my lord's influence it is +inserted in the records of the Caledonian Hunt that they universally one +and all subscribe for the second edition.' + +This letter shows that Burns had already been taken up, as the phrase +goes, by the elite of Edinburgh; and it shows also and quite as clearly +in the tone of quiet banter, that he was little likely to lose his head +by the notice taken of him. To the Earl of Glencairn, mentioned in it, +he had been introduced probably by Mr. Dalrymple of Orangefield, whom he +knew both as a brother-mason and a brother-poet. The Earl had already +seen the Kilmarnock Edition of the poems, and now he not only introduced +Burns to William Creech, the leading publisher in Edinburgh, but he got +the members of the Caledonian Hunt to become subscribers for a second +edition of the poems. To Erskine he had been introduced at a meeting of +the Canongate Kilwinning Lodge of Freemasons; and assuredly there was no +man living more likely to exert himself in the interests of a genius +like Burns. + +Two days after this letter to Gavin Hamilton there appeared in _The +Lounger_ Mackenzie's appreciative notice of the Kilmarnock Edition. This +notice has become historical, and at the time of its appearance it must +have been peculiarly gratifying to Burns. He had remarked before, in +reference to the letter from Dr. Blacklock, that the doctor belonged to +a class of critics for whose applause he had not even dared to hope. Now +his work was criticised most favourably by the one who was regarded as +the highest authority on literature in Scotland. If a writer was praised +in _The Lounger_, his fame was assured. He went into the world with the +hall-mark of Henry Mackenzie; and what more was needed? The oracle had +spoken, and his decision was final. His pronouncement would be echoed +and re-echoed from end to end of the country. And this great critic +claimed no special indulgence for Burns on the plea of his mean birth or +poor education. He saw in this heaven-taught ploughman a genius of no +ordinary rank, a man who possessed the spirit as well as the fancy of a +great poet. He was a poet, and it mattered not whether he had been born +a peasant or a peer. 'His poetry, considered abstractedly and without +the apologies arising from his situation, seems to me fully entitled to +command our feelings and obtain our applause.... The power of genius is +not less admirable in tracing the manners, than in painting the passions +or in drawing the scenery of nature. That intuitive glance with which a +writer like Shakspeare discerns the character of men, with which he +catches the many changing hues of life, forms a sort of problem in the +science of mind, of which it is easier to see the truth than assign the +cause.' + +But Mackenzie did more than praise. He pointed out the fact that the +author had had a terrible struggle with poverty all the days of his +life, and made an appeal to his country 'to stretch out her hand and +retain the native poet whose wood-notes wild possessed so much +excellence.' There seems little doubt that the concluding words of this +notice led Burns for the first time to hope and believe that, through +some influential patron, he might be placed in a position to face the +future without a fear, and to cultivate poetry at his leisure. There is +no mistaking the meaning of Mackenzie's words, and he had evidently used +them with the conviction that something would be done for Burns. +Unfortunately, he was mistaken; the poet, at first misled, was slowly +disillusioned and somewhat embittered. 'To repair the wrongs of +suffering or neglected merit; to call forth genius from the obscurity +where it had pined indignant, and place it where it may profit or +delight the world--these are exertions which give to wealth an enviable +superiority, to greatness and to patronage a laudable pride.' + +To Burns, at the time, such a criticism as this must have been all the +more pleasing, inasmuch as it was the verdict of a man whose best-known +work had been one of the poet's favourite books. We can easily imagine +that, under the patronage of Lord Glencairn and Henry Erskine, and after +Mackenzie's generous recognition of his genius, the doors of the best +houses in Edinburgh would be open to him. His letter to John Ballantine, +Ayr, written a few days after this criticism appeared, shows in what +circles the poet was then moving. 'I have been introduced to a good many +of the _noblesse_, but my avowed patrons and patronesses are, the +Duchess of Gordon, the Countess of Glencairn with my Lord and Lady +Betty, the Dean of Faculty, Sir John Whitefoord. I have likewise warm +friends among the _literati_; Professors Stewart, Blair, and Mr. +Mackenzie, _The Man of Feeling_.... I am nearly agreed with Creech to +print my book, and I suppose I will begin on Monday.... Dugald Stewart +and some of my learned friends put me in a periodical called _The +Lounger_, a copy of which I here enclose you. I was, Sir, when I was +first honoured with your notice, too obscure; now I tremble lest I +should be ruined by being dragged too suddenly into the glare of learned +and polite observation.' + +Burns was now indeed the lion of Edinburgh. It must have been a great +change for a man to have come straight from the stilts of the plough to +be dined and toasted by such men as Lord Glencairn, Lord Monboddo, and +the Hon. Henry Erskine; to be feted and flattered by the Duchess of +Gordon, the Countess of Glencairn, and Lady Betty Cunningham; to count +amongst his friends Mr. Mackenzie and Professors Stewart and Blair. It +would have been little wonder if his head had been turned by the +patronage of the nobility, the deference and attention of the literary +and learned coteries of Edinburgh. But Burns was too sensible to be +carried away by the adulation of a season. A man of his keenness of +penetration and clearness of insight would appreciate the praise of the +world at its proper value. He bore himself with becoming dignity, taking +his place in refined society as one who had a right there, without +showing himself either conceitedly aggressive or meanly servile. He took +his part in conversation, but no more than his part, and expressed +himself with freedom and decision. His conversation, in fact, astonished +the _literati_ even more than his poems had done. Perhaps they had +expected some uncouth individual who would stammer crop-and-weather +commonplaces in a rugged vernacular, or, worse still, in ungrammatical +English; but here was one who held his own with them in speculative +discussion, speaking not only with the eloquence of a poet, but with the +readiness, clearness, and fluency of a man of letters. His pure English +diction astonished them, but his acuteness of reasoning, his intuitive +knowledge of men and the world, was altogether beyond their +comprehension. All they had got by years of laborious study this man +appeared to have as a natural gift. In repartee, even, he could more +than hold his own with them, and in the presence of ladies could turn a +compliment with the best. 'It needs no effort of imagination,' says +Lockhart, 'to conceive what the sensations of an isolated set of +scholars (almost all either clergymen or professors) must have been in +the presence of this big-boned, black-browed, brawny stranger, who, +having forced his way among them from the plough-tail at a single +stride, manifested in the whole strain of his bearing and conversation a +most thorough conviction that in the society of the most eminent men of +his nation he was exactly where he was entitled to be.' It was a new +world to Burns, yet he walked about as if he were of old familiar with +its ways; he conducted himself in society like one to the manner born. + +All who have left written evidence of Burns's visit to Edinburgh are +agreed that he conducted himself with manliness and dignity, and all +have left record of the powerful impression his conversation made on +them. His poems were wonderful; himself was greater than his poems, a +giant in intellect. A ploughman who actually dared to have formed a +distinct conception of the doctrine of _association_ was a miracle +before which schools and scholars were dumb. 'Nothing, perhaps,' Dugald +Stewart wrote, 'was more remarkable among his various attainments than +the fluency, precision, and originality of his language when he spoke in +company; more particularly as he aimed at purity in his turn of +expression, and avoided more successfully than most Scotchmen the +peculiarities of Scottish phraseology.' + +And Professor Stewart goes further than this when he speaks of the +soundness and sanity of Burns's nature. 'The attentions he received +during his stay in town from all ranks and descriptions of persons, were +such as would have turned any head but his own. He retained the same +simplicity of manner and appearance which had struck me so forcibly when +I first saw him in the country; nor did he seem to feel any additional +self-importance from the number and rank of his new acquaintance. His +dress was perfectly suited to his station, plain and unpretentious, with +a sufficient attention to neatness.' Principal Robertson has left it on +record, that he had scarcely ever met with any man whose conversation +displayed greater vigour than that of Burns. Walter Scott, a youth of +some sixteen years at the time, met Burns at the house of Dr. Adam +Ferguson, and was particularly struck with his poetic eye, 'which +literally glowed when he spoke with feeling or interest,' and with his +forcible conversation. 'Among the men who were the most learned of their +time and country, he expressed himself with perfect firmness, but +without the least intrusive forwardness; and when he differed in +opinion, he did not hesitate to express it firmly, and at the same time +with modesty.... I never saw a man in company more perfectly free from +either the reality or the affectation of embarrassment.' To these may be +added the testimony of Dr. Walker, who gives, perhaps, the most complete +and convincing picture of the man at this time. He insists on the same +outstanding characteristics in Burns, his innate dignity, his unaffected +demeanour in company, and brilliancy in conversation. In no part of his +manner, we read, was there the slightest degree of affectation, and no +one could have guessed from his behaviour or conversation, that he had +been for some months the favourite of all the fashionable circles of a +metropolis. 'In conversation he was powerful. His conceptions and +expression were of corresponding vigour, and on all subjects were as +remote as possible from commonplace.' + +But whilst ladies of rank and fashion were deluging this Ayrshire +ploughman with invitations, and vying one with another in their +patronage and worship, the mind of the poet was no less busy registering +impressions of every new experience. If the learned men of Edinburgh set +themselves to study the character of a genius who upset all their +cherished theories of birth and education, and to chronicle his sayings +and doings, Burns at the same time was studying them, gauging their +powers intuitively, telling their limitations at a glance. For he must +measure every man he met, and himself with him. His standard was always +the same; every brain was weighed against his own; but with Burns this +was never more than a comparison of capacities. He took his stand, not +by what work he had done, but by what he felt he was capable of doing. +And that is not, and cannot be, the way of the world. In all his letters +at this time we see him studying himself in the circles of fashion and +learning. He could look on Robert Burns, as he were another person, +brought from the plough and set down in a world of wealth and +refinement, of learning and wit and beauty. He saw the dangers that +beset him, and the temptations to which he was exposed; he recognised +that something more than his poetic abilities was needed to explain his +sudden popularity. He was the vogue, the favourite of a season; but +public favour was capricious, and next year the doors of the great might +be closed against him; while patrician dames who had schemed for his +smiles might glance at him with indifferent eyes as at a dismissed +servant once high in favour. His letter to Mrs. Dunlop, dated January +15, may be taken as a just, deliberate, and clear expression of his +views of himself and society at this time. The letter is so quietly +dignified that we may quote at some length. 'You are afraid I shall grow +intoxicated with my prosperity as a poet. Alas! madam, I know myself and +the world too well. I do not mean any airs of affected modesty; I am +willing to believe that my abilities deserve some notice, but in a most +enlightened, informed age and nation, where poetry is and has been the +study of men of the first natural genius, aided with all the powers of +polite learning, polite books, and polite company--to be dragged forth +to the full glare of learned and polite observation, with all my +imperfections of awkward rusticity and crude and unpolished ideas on my +head--I assure you, madam, I do not dissemble when I tell you I tremble +for the consequences. The novelty of a poet in my obscure situation, +without any of those advantages that are reckoned necessary for that +character, at least at this time of day, has raised a partial tide of +public notice which has borne me to a height where I am absolutely, +feelingly certain my abilities are inadequate to support me; and too +surely do I see that time when the same tide will leave me and recede, +perhaps as far below the mark of truth. I do not say this in the +ridiculous affectation of self-abasement and modesty. I have studied +myself, and know what ground I occupy; and however a friend or the world +may differ from me in that particular, I stand for my own opinion in +silent resolve, with all the tenaciousness of property. I mention this +to you once for all to disburden my mind, and I do not wish to hear or +say more about it. But-- + + "When proud fortune's ebbing tide recedes," + +you will bear me witness that when my bubble of fame was at the highest, +I stood unintoxicated with the inebriating cup in my hand, looking +forward with rueful resolve to the hastening time when the blow of +calamity should dash it to the ground with all the eagerness of vengeful +triumph.' + +In a letter to Dr. Moore he harps on the same string, for he sees +clearly enough that though his abilities as a poet are worthy of +recognition, it is the novelty of his position and the strangeness of +the life he has pictured in his poems that have brought him into polite +notice. The field of his poetry, rather than the poetry itself, is the +wonder in the eyes of stately society. To the Rev. Mr. Lawrie of Loudon +he writes in a similar strain, and speaks even more emphatically. From +all his letters, indeed, at this time we gather that he saw that +novelty had much to do with his present eclat; that the tide of +popularity would recede, and leave him at his leisure to descend to his +former situation; and, above all, that he was prepared for this, come +when it would. + +All this time he had been busy correcting the proofs of his poems; and +now that he was already assured the edition would be a success, he began +to think seriously of the future and of settling down again as farmer. +The appellation of Scottish Bard, he confessed to Mrs. Dunlop, was his +highest pride; to continue to deserve it, his most exalted ambition. He +had no dearer aim than to be able to make 'leisurely pilgrimages through +Caledonia, to sit on the fields of her battles, to wander on the +romantic banks of her rivers, and to muse by the stately towers or +venerable ruins, once the honoured abodes of her heroes.' But that was a +Utopian dream; he had dallied long enough with life, and now it was time +he should be in earnest. 'I have a fond, an aged mother to care for; and +some other bosom ties perhaps equally tender.' + +Perhaps, had Burns received before he left Edinburgh the L500 which +Creech ultimately paid him for the Edinburgh Edition, he might have gone +straight to a farm in the south country, and taken up what he considered +the serious business of life. He himself, about this time, estimated +that he would clear nearly L300 by authorship, and with that sum he +intended to return to farming. Mr. Miller of Dalswinton had expressed a +wish to have Burns as tenant of one of his farms, and the poet had been +already approached on the subject. We also gather from almost every +letter written just before the publication of his poems, that he +contemplated an immediate return 'to his shades.' However, when the +Edinburgh Edition came out, April 21, 1787, the poet found that it would +be a considerable time before the whole profits accruing from +publication could be paid over to him. Indeed, there was certainly an +unnecessary delay on Creech's part in making a settlement. The first +instalment of profits was not sufficient for leasing and stocking a +farm; and during the months that elapsed before the whole profits were +in his hands, Burns made several tours through the Borders and Highlands +of Scotland. This was certainly one of his dearest aims; but these tours +were undertaken somewhat under compulsion, and we doubt not he would +much more gladly have gone straight back to farm-life, and kept these +leisurely pilgrimages to a more convenient season. One is not in a mood +for dreaming on battlefields, or wandering in a reverie by romantic +rivers, when the future is unsettled and life is for the time being +without an aim. There is something of mystery and melancholy hanging +about these peregrinations, and the cause, it seems to us, is not far to +seek. These months are months of waiting and wearying; he is unsettled, +oftentimes moody and despondent; his bursts of gaiety appear forced, and +his muse is well-nigh barren. In the circumstances, no doubt it was the +best thing he could do, to gratify his long-cherished desire of seeing +these places in his native country, whose names were enshrined in song +or story. But how much more pleasant--and more profitable both to the +poet himself and the country he loved--had these journeys been made +under more favourable conditions! + +The past also as much as the future weighed on the poet's mind. His +days had been so fully occupied in Edinburgh that he had little leisure +to think on some dark and dramatic episodes of Mauchline and Kilmarnock; +but now in his wanderings he has time not only to think but to brood; +and we may be sure the face of Bonnie Jean haunted him in dreams, and +that his heart heard again and again the plaintive voices of little +children. In several of his letters now we detect a tone of bitterness, +in which we suspect there is more of remorse than of resentment with the +world. He certainly was disappointed that Creech could not pay him in +full, but he must have been gratified with the reception his poems had +got. The list of subscribers ran to thirty-eight pages, and was +representative of every class in Scotland. In the words of Cunningham: +'All that coterie influence and individual exertion--all that the +noblest and humblest could do, was done to aid in giving it a kind +reception. Creech, too, had announced it through the booksellers of the +land, and it was soon diffused over the country, over the colonies, and +wherever the language was spoken. The literary men of the South seemed +even to fly to a height beyond those of the North. Some hesitated not to +call him the Northern Shakspeare.' + +This surely was a great achievement for one who, a few months +previously, had been skulking from covert to covert to escape the +terrors of a jail. He had hardly dared to hope for the commendation of +the Edinburgh critics, yet he had been received by the best society of +the capital; his genius had been recognised by the highest literary +authorities of Scotland; and now the second edition of his poems was +published under auspices that gave it the character of a national book. + +If the poems this volume contained established fully and finally the +reputation of the poet, the subscription list was a no less substantial +proof of a generous and enthusiastic appreciation of his genius on the +part of his countrymen. And that Burns must have recognised. A man of +his sound common sense could not have expected more. + + + + +CHAPTER VI + +BURNS'S TOURS + + +The Edinburgh Edition having now been published, there was no reason for +the poet to prolong his stay in the city. It was only after being +disappointed of a second Kilmarnock Edition of his poems that he had +come to try his fortunes in the capital; and now that his hopes of a +fuller edition and a wider field had been realised, the purpose of his +visit was accomplished, and there was no need to fritter his time away +in idleness. + +In a letter to Lord Buchan, Burns had doubted the prudence of a +penniless poet faring forth to see the sights of his native land. But +circumstances have changed. With the assured prospect of the financial +success of his second venture, he felt himself in a position to gratify +the dearest wish of his heart and to fire his muse at Scottish story and +Scottish scenes. Moreover, as has been said, it would be some time +before Creech could come to a final settlement of accounts with the +poet, and he may have deemed that the interval would be profitably spent +in travel. His travelling companion on his first tour was a Mr. Robert +Ainslie, a young gentleman of good education and some natural ability, +with whom he left Edinburgh on the 5th May, a fortnight after the +publication of his poems. We are told that the poet, just before he +mounted his horse, received a letter from Dr. Blair, which, having +partly read, he crumpled up and angrily thrust into his pocket. A +perusal of the letter will explain, if it does not go far to justify, +the poet's irritation. It is a sleek, superior production, with the tone +of a temperance tract, and the stilted diction of a dominie. The doctor +is in it one of those well-meaning, meddlesome men, lavish of academic +advice. Burns resented moral prescriptions at all times--more especially +from one whose knowledge of men was severely scholastic; and we can well +imagine that he quitted Edinburgh in no amiable mood. + +From Edinburgh the two journeyed by the Lammermuirs to Berrywell, near +Duns, where the Ainslie family lived. On the Sunday he attended church +with the Ainslies, where the minister, Dr. Bowmaker, preached a sermon +against obstinate sinners. 'I am found out,' the poet remarked, +'wherever I go.' From Duns they proceeded to Coldstream, where, having +crossed the Tweed, Burns first set foot on English ground. Here it was +that, with bared head, he knelt and prayed for a blessing on Scotland, +reciting with the deepest devotion the two concluding verses of _The +Cotter's Saturday Night_. + +The next place visited was Kelso, where they admired the old abbey, and +went to see Roxburgh Castle, thence to Jedburgh, where he met a Miss +Hope and a Miss Lindsay, the latter of whom 'thawed his heart into +melting pleasure after being so long frozen up in the Greenland Bay of +indifference amid the noise and nonsense of Edinburgh.' When he left +this romantic city his thoughts were not of the honour its citizens had +done him, but of Jed's crystal stream and sylvan banks, and, above all, +of Miss Lindsay, who brings him to the verge of verse. Thereafter he +visited Kelso, Melrose, and Selkirk, and after spending about three +weeks seeing all that was to be seen in this beautiful country-side, he +set off with a Mr. Ker and a Mr. Hood on a visit to England. In this +visit he went as far as Newcastle, returning by way of Hexham and +Carlisle. After spending a day here he proceeded to Annan, and thence to +Dumfries. Whilst in the Nithsdale district he took the opportunity of +visiting Dalswinton and inspecting the unoccupied farms; but he did not +immediately close with Mr. Miller's generous offer of a four-nineteen +years' lease on his own terms. From Nithsdale he turned again to his +native Ayrshire, arriving at Mossgiel in the beginning of June, after an +absence from home of six eventful months. + +We can hardly imagine what this home-coming would be like. The Burnses +were typical Scots in their undemonstrative ways; but this was a great +occasion, and tradition has it that his mother allowed her feeling so +far to overcome her natural reticence that she met him at the threshold +with the exclamation, 'O Robert!' He had left home almost unknown, and +had returned with a name that was known and honoured from end to end of +his native land. He had left in the direst poverty, and haunted with the +terrors of a jail, now he came back with his fortune assured; if not +actually rich, at least with more money due to him than the family had +ever dreamed of possessing. The mother's excess of feeling on such an +occasion as this may be easily understood and excused. + +Of this Border tour Burns kept a scrappy journal, but he was more +concerned in jotting down the names and characteristics of those with +whom he forgathered than of letting himself out in snatches of song. He +makes shrewd remarks by the way on farms and farming, on the washing and +shearing of sheep, but the only verse he attempted was his _Epistle to +Creech_. He who had longed to sit and muse on 'those once hard-contested +fields' did not go out of his way to look on Ancrum Moor or Philiphaugh, +nor do we read of him musing pensive in Yarrow. + +However, we are not to regard these days as altogether barren. The poet +was gathering impressions which would come forth in song at some future +time. 'Neither the fine scenery nor the lovely women,' Cunningham +regrets, 'produced any serious effect on his muse.' This is a rash +statement. Poets do not sow and reap at the same time--not even Burns. +If his friends were disappointed at what they considered the sterility +of his muse on this occasion, the fault did not lie with the poet, but +with their absurd expectations. It may be as well to point out here that +the greatest harm Edinburgh did to Burns was that it gathered round him +a number of impatient and injudicious admirers who could not understand +that poetry was not to be forced. The burst of poetry that practically +filled the Kilmarnock Edition came after a seven years' growth of +inspiration; but after his first visit to Edinburgh he was never allowed +to rest. It was expected that he should write whenever a subject was +suggested, or burst into verse at the first glimpse of a lovely +landscape. Every friend was ready with advice as to how and what he +should write, and quite as ready, the poet unfortunately knew, to +criticise afterwards. The poetry of the Mossgiel period had come from +him spontaneously. He had flung off impressions in verse fearlessly, +without pausing to consider how his work would be appreciated by this +one or denounced by that; and was true to himself. Now he knew that +every verse he wrote would be read by many eyes, studied by many minds; +some would scent heresy, others would spot Jacobitism, or worse, +freedom; some would suspect his morality, others would deplore his Scots +tongue; all would criticise favourably or adversely his poetic +expression. It has to be kept in mind, too, that Burns at this time was +in no mood for writing poetry. His mind was not at ease; and after his +long spell of inspiration and the fatiguing distractions of Edinburgh, +it was hardly to be wondered at that brain and body were alike in need +of rest. The most natural rest would have been a return direct to the +labours of the farm. That, however, was denied him, and the period of +his journeyings was little else than a season of unsettlement and +suspense. + +Burns only stayed a few days at home, and then set off on a tour to the +West Highlands, a tour of which we know little or nothing. Perhaps this +was merely a pilgrimage to the grave of Highland Mary. We do not know, +and need not curiously inquire. Burns, as has been already remarked, +kept sacred his love for this generous-hearted maiden, hidden away in +his own heart, and the whole story is a beautiful mystery. We do know +that before he left he visited the Armours, and was disgusted with the +changed attitude of the family towards himself. 'If anything had been +wanting,' he wrote to Mr. James Smith, 'to disgust me completely at +Armour's family, their mean, servile compliance would have done it.' To +his friend, William Nicol, he wrote in the same strain. 'I never, my +friend, thought mankind very capable of anything generous; but the +stateliness of the patricians in Edinburgh, and the servility of my +plebeian brethren (who perhaps formerly eyed me askance) since I +returned home, have nearly put me out of conceit altogether with my +species.' + +This shows Burns in no very enviable frame of mind; but the cause is +obvious. He is as yet unsettled in life, and now that he has met again +his Bonnie Jean, and seen his children, he is more than ever +dissatisfied with aimless roving. 'I have yet fixed on nothing with +respect to the serious business of life. I am just as usual a rhyming, +mason-making, raking, aimless, idle fellow. However, I shall somewhere +have a farm soon. I was going to say a wife too, but that must never be +my blessed lot.' + +To his own folks he was nothing but kindness, ready to share with them +his uttermost farthing, and to have them share in the glory that was +his; but he was at enmity with himself, and at war with the world. Like +Hamlet, who felt keenly, but was incapable of action, he saw that 'the +times were out of joint'; circumstances were too strong for him. Almost +the only record we have of this tour is a vicious epigram on what he +considered the flunkeyism of Inveraray. Nor are we in the least +astonished to hear that on the homeward route he spent a night in +dancing and boisterous revel, ushering in the day with a kind of +burlesque of pagan sun-worship. This was simply a reaction from his +gloom and despondency; he sought to forget himself in reckless +conviviality. + +About the end of July we find him back again in Mauchline, and on the +25th May he set out on a Highland tour along with his friend William +Nicol, one of the masters of the High School. Of this man Dr. Currie +remarks that he rose by the strength of his talents, and fell by the +strength of his passions. Burns was perfectly well aware of the +passionate and quarrelsome nature of the man. He compared himself with +such a companion to one travelling with a loaded blunderbuss at +full-cock; and in his epigrammatic way he said of him to Mr. Walker, +'His mind is like his body; he has a confounded, strong, in-kneed sort +of a soul.' The man, however, had some good qualities. He had a warm +heart; never forgot the friends of his early years, and he hated +vehemently low jealousy and cunning. These were qualities that would +appeal strongly to Burns, and on account of which much would be +forgiven. Still we cannot think that the poet was happy in his +companion; nor was he yet happy in himself. Otherwise the Highland tour +might have been more interesting, certainly much more profitable to the +poet in its results, than it actually proved. + +In his diary of this tour, as in his diary of the Border tour, there is +much more of shrewd remark on men and things than of poetical jottings. +The fact is, poetry is not to be collected in jottings, nor is +inspiration to be culled in catalogue cuttings; and if many of his +friends were again disappointed in the immediate poetical results of +this holiday, it only shows how little they understood the comings and +goings of inspiration. Those, however, who read his notes and +reflections carefully and intelligently are bound to notice how much +more than a mere verse-maker Burns was. This was the journal of a man of +strong, sound sense and keen observation. It has also to be recognised +that Burns was at his weakest when he attempted to describe scenery for +mere scenery's sake. His gift did not lie that way. His landscapes, rich +in colour and deftly drawn though they be, are always the mere +backgrounds of his pictures. They are impressionistic sketches, the +setting and the complement of something of human interest in incident or +feeling. + +The poet and his companion set out in a postchaise, journeying by +Linlithgow and Falkirk to Stirling. They visited 'a dirty, ugly place +called Borrowstounness,' where he turned from the town to look across +the Forth to Dunfermline and the fertile coast of Fife; Carron Iron +Works, and the field of Bannockburn. They were shown the hole where +Bruce set his standard, and the sight fired the patriotic ardour of the +poet till he saw in imagination the two armies again in the thick of +battle. After visiting the castle at Stirling, he left Nicol for a day, +and paid a visit to Mrs. Chalmers of Harvieston. 'Go to see Caudron Linn +and Rumbling Brig and Deil's Mill.' That is all he has to say of the +scenery; but in a letter to Gavin Hamilton he has much more to tell of +Grace Chalmers and Charlotte, 'who is not only beautiful but lovely.' + +From Stirling the tourists proceeded northwards by Crieff and Glenalmond +to Taymouth; thence, keeping by the banks of the river, to Aberfeldy, +whose birks he immortalised in song. Here he had the good fortune to +meet Niel Gow and to hear him playing. 'A short, stout-built, honest, +Highland figure,' the poet describes him, 'with his greyish hair shed on +his honest, social brow--an interesting face, marking strong sense, kind +open-heartedness mixed with unmistaking simplicity.' + +By the Tummel they rode to Blair, going by Fascally and visiting--both +those sentimental Jacobites--'the gallant Lord Dundee's stone,' in the +Pass of Killiecrankie. At Blair he met his friend Mr. Walker, who has +left an account of the poet's visit; while the two days which Burns +spent here, he has declared, were among the happiest days of his life. + +'My curiosity,' Walker wrote, 'was great to see how he would conduct +himself in company so different from what he had been accustomed to. His +manner was unembarrassed, plain, and firm. He appeared to have complete +reliance on his own native good sense for directing his behaviour. He +seemed at once to perceive and appreciate what was due to the company +and to himself, and never to forget a proper respect for the separate +species of dignity belonging to each. He did not arrogate conversation, +but when led into it he spoke with ease, propriety, and manliness. He +tried to exert his abilities, because he knew it was ability alone gave +him a title to be there.' + +Burns certainly enjoyed his stay, and would, at the family's earnest +solicitation, have stayed longer, had the irascible and unreasonable +Nicol allowed it. Here it was he met Mr. Graham of Fintry, and if he had +stayed a day or two longer he would have met Dundas, a man whose +patronage might have done much to help the future fortunes of the poet. +After leaving Blair, he visited, at the Duke's advice, the Falls of +Bruar, and a few days afterwards he wrote from Inverness to Mr. Walker +enclosing his verses, _The Humble Petition of Bruar Water to the Noble +Duke of Athole_. + +Leaving Blair, they continued their journey northwards towards +Inverness, viewing on the way the Falls of Foyers,--soon to be lost to +Scotland,--which the poet celebrated in a fragment of verse. Of course +two such Jacobites had to see Culloden Moor; then they came through +Nairn and Elgin, crossed the Spey at Fochabers, and Burns dined at +Gordon Castle, the seat of the lively Duchess of Gordon, whom he had met +in Edinburgh. Here again he was received with marked respect, and +treated with the same Highland hospitality that had so charmed him at +Blair; and here also the pleasure of the whole party was spoilt by the +ill-natured jealousy of Nicol. That fiery dominie, imagining that he was +slighted by Burns, who seemed to prefer the fine society of the Duchess +and her friends to his amiable companionship, ordered the horses to be +put to the carriage, and determined to set off alone. As the spiteful +fellow would listen to no reason, Burns had e'en to accompany him, +though much against his will. He sent his apologies to Her Grace in a +song in praise of Castle Gordon. + +From Fochabers they drove to Banff, and thence to Aberdeen. In this city +he was introduced to the Rev. John Skinner, a son of the author of +_Tullochgorum_, and was exceedingly disappointed when he learned that on +his journey he had been quite near to the father's parsonage, and had +not called on the old man. Mr. Skinner himself regretted this, when he +learned the fact from his son, as keenly as Burns did; but the incident +led to a correspondence between the two poets. From Aberdeen he came +south by Stonehaven, where he 'met his relations,' and Montrose to +Dundee. Hence the journey was continued through Perth, Kinross, and +Queensferry, and so back to Edinburgh, 16th September 1787. + +His letter to his brother from Edinburgh is more meagre even than his +journal, being simply a catalogue of the places visited. 'Warm as I was +from Ossian's country,' he remarks, 'what cared I for fishing towns or +fertile carses?' Yet although the journal reads now and again like a +railway time-table, we come across references which give proof of the +poet's abounding interest in the locality of Scottish Song; and it was +probably the case, as Professor Blackie writes, that 'such a lover of +the pure Scottish Muse could not fail when wandering from glen to glen +to pick up fragments of traditional song, which, without his sympathetic +touch, would probably have been lost.' + +Burns's wanderings were not yet, however, at an end. Probably he had +expected on his return to Edinburgh some settlement with Creech, and was +disappointed. Perhaps he was eager to revisit some places or +people--Peggy Chalmers, no doubt--without being hampered in his +movements by such a companion as Nicol. Anyhow, we find him setting out +again on a tour through Clackmannan and Perthshire with his friend Dr. +Adair, a warm but somewhat injudicious admirer of the poet's genius. It +was probably about the beginning of October that the two left +Edinburgh, going round by Stirling to Harvieston, where they remained +about ten days, and made excursions to the various parts of the +surrounding scenery. The Caldron Linn and Rumbling Bridge were +revisited, and they went to see Castle Campbell, the ancient seat of the +family of Argyle. 'I am surprised,' the doctor ingenuously remarks, +'that none of these scenes should have called forth an exertion of +Burns's muse. But I doubt if he had much taste for the picturesque.' One +wonders whether Dr. Adair had actually read the published poems. What a +picture it must have been to see the party dragging Burns about, +pointing out the best views, and then breathlessly waiting for a torrent +of verse. The verses came afterwards, but they were addressed, not to +the Ochils or the Devon, but to Peggy Chalmers. + +From Harvieston he went to Ochtertyre on the Teith to visit Mr. Ramsay, +a reputed lover of Scottish literature; and thence he proceeded to +Ochtertyre in Strathearn, in order to visit Sir William Murray. + +In a letter to Dr. Currie, Mr. Ramsay speaks thus of Burns on this +visit: 'I have been in the company of many men of genius, some of them +poets, but never witnessed such flashes of intellectual brightness, the +impulse of the moment, sparks of celestial fire! I never was more +delighted, therefore, than with his company for two days' +_tete-a-tete_.' Of his residence with Sir William Murray he has left two +poetical souvenirs, one _On Scaring some Water Fowl in Loch Turit_, and +the other, a love song, _Blithe, Blithe, and Merry was She_, in honour +of Miss Euphemia Murray, the flower of Strathearn. + +Returning to Harvieston, he went back with Dr. Adair to Edinburgh, by +Kinross and Queensferry. At Dunfermline he visited the ruined abbey, +where, kneeling, he kissed the stone above Bruce's grave. + +It was on this tour, too, that he visited at Clackmannan an old Scottish +lady, who claimed to be a lineal descendant of the family of Robert the +Bruce. She conferred knighthood on the poet with the great double-handed +sword of that monarch, and is said to have delighted him with the toast +she gave after dinner, 'Hooi Uncos,' which means literally, 'Away +Strangers,' and politically much more. + +The year 1787 was now drawing to a close, and Burns was still waiting +for a settlement with Creech. He could not understand why he was kept +hanging on from month to month. This was a way of doing business quite +new to him, and after being put off again and again he at last began to +suspect that there was something wrong. He doubted Creech's solvency; +doubted even his honesty. More than ever was he eager to be settled in +life, and he fretted under commercial delays he could not understand. On +the first day of his return to Edinburgh he had written to Mr. Miller of +Dalswinton, telling him of his ambitions, and making an offer to rent +one of his farms. We know that he visited Dalswinton once or twice, but +returned to Edinburgh. His only comfort at this time was the work he had +begun in collecting Scottish songs for Johnson's Museum; touching up old +ones and writing new ones to old airs. This with Burns was altogether a +labour of love. The idea of writing a song with a view to money-making +was abhorrent to him. 'He entered into the views of Johnson,' writes +Chambers, 'with an industry and earnestness which despised all money +considerations, and which money could not have purchased'; while Allan +Cunningham marvels at the number of songs Burns was able to write at a +time when a sort of civil war was going on between him and Creech. +Another reason for staying through the winter in Edinburgh Burns may +have had in the hope that through the influence of his aristocratic +friends some office of profit, and not unworthy his genius, might have +been found for him. Places of profit and honour were at the disposal of +many who might have helped him had they so wished. But Burns was not now +the favourite he had been when he first came to Edinburgh. The +ploughman-poet was no longer a novelty; and, moreover, Burns had the +pride of his class, and clung to his early friends. It is not possible +for a man to be the boon-companion of peasants and the associate of +peers. Had he dissociated himself altogether from his past life, the +doors of the nobility might have been still held open to him; and no +doubt the cushioned ease of a sinecure's office would have been had for +the asking. But in that case he would have lost his manhood, and we +should have lost a poet. Burns would not have turned his back on his +fellows for the most lucrative office in the kingdom; that, he would +have considered as selling his soul to the devil. Yet, on the other +hand, what could any of these men do for a poet who was 'owre blate to +seek, owre proud to snool'? Burns waited on in the expectation that +those who had the power would take it upon themselves to do something +for him. Perhaps he credited them with a sense and a generosity they +could not lay claim to; though had one of them taken the initiative in +this matter, he would have honoured himself in honouring Burns, and +endeared his name to the hearts of his countrymen for all time. But such +offices are created and kept open for political sycophants, who can +importune with years of prostituted service. They are for those who +advocate the opinions of others; certainly not for the man who dares to +speak fearlessly his own mind, and to assert the privileges and +prerogatives of his manhood. The children's bread is not to be thrown to +the dogs. Burns asked for nothing, and got nothing. The Excise +commission which he applied for, and graduated for, was granted. The +work was laborious, the remuneration small, and _gauger_ was a name of +contempt. + +But whilst waiting on in the hope of something 'turning up,' he was +still working busily for Johnson's Museum, and still trying to bring +Creech to make a settlement. At last, however, out of all patience with +his publisher, and recognising the futility of his hopes of preferment, +he had resolved early in December to leave Edinburgh, when he was +compelled to stay against his will. A double accident befell him; he was +introduced to a Mrs. Maclehose, and three days afterwards, through the +carelessness of a drunken coachman, he was thrown from a carriage, and +had his knee severely bruised. The latter was an accident that kept him +confined to his room for a time, and from which he quickly recovered; +but the meeting with Mrs. Maclehose was a serious matter, and for both, +most unfortunate in its results. + +It was while he was 'on the rack of his present agony' that the +Sylvander-Clarinda correspondence was begun and continued. That much +may be said in excuse for Burns. A man, especially one with the passion +and sensitiveness of a poet, cannot be expected to write in all sanity +when he is racked by the pain of an injured limb. Certainly the poet +does not show up in a pleasant light in this absurd interchange of +gasping epistles; nor does Mrs. Maclehose. 'I like the idea of Arcadian +names in a commerce of this kind,' he unguardedly admits. The most +obvious comment that occurs to the mind of the reader is that they ought +never to have been written. It is a pity they were written; more than a +pity they were ever published. It seems a terrible thing that, merely to +gratify the morbid curiosity of the world, the very love-letters of a +man of genius should be made public. Is there nothing sacred in the +lives of our great men? 'Did I imagine,' Burns remarked to Mrs. Basil +Montagu in Dumfries, 'that one half of the letters which I have written +would be published when I die, I would this moment recall them and burn +them without redemption.' + +After all, what was gained by publishing this correspondence? It adds +literally nothing to our knowledge of the poet. He could have, and has, +given more of himself in a verse than he gives in the whole series of +letters signed Sylvander. Occasionally he is natural in them, but +rarely. 'I shall certainly be ashamed of scrawling whole sheets of +incoherence.' We trust he was. The letters are false in sentiment, +stilted in diction, artificial in morality. We have a picture of the +poet all through trying to batter himself into a passion he does not +feel, into love of an accomplished and intellectual woman; while in his +heart's core is registered the image of Jean Armour, the mother of his +children. He shows his paces before Clarinda and tears passion to +tatters in inflated prose; he poses as a stylist, a moralist, a +religious enthusiast, a poet, a man of the world, and now and again +accidentally he assumes the face and figure of Robert Burns. We read and +wonder if this be really the same man who wrote in his journal, 'The +whining cant of love, except in real passion and by a masterly hand, is +to me as insufferable as the preaching cant of old father Smeaton, Whig +minister at Kilmaurs. Darts, flames, cupids, love graces and all that +farrago are just ... a senseless rabble.' + +Clarinda comes out of the correspondence better than Sylvander. Her +letters are more natural and vastly more clever. She grieves to hear of +his accident, and sympathises with him in his suffering; were she his +sister she would call and see him. He is too romantic in his style of +address, and must remember she is a married woman. Would he wait like +Jacob seven years for a wife? And perhaps be disappointed! She is not +unhappy: religion has been her balm for every woe. She had read his +autobiography as Desdemona listened to the narration of Othello, but she +was pained because of his hatred of Calvinism; he must study it +seriously. She could well believe him when he said that no woman could +love as ardently as himself. The only woman for him would be one +qualified for the companion, the friend, and the mistress. The last +might gain Sylvander, but the others alone could keep him. She admires +him for his continued fondness for Jean, who perhaps does not possess +his tenderest, faithfulest friendship. How could that bonnie lassie +refuse him after such proofs of love? But he must not rave; he must +limit himself to friendship. The evening of their third meeting was one +of the most exquisite she had ever experienced. Only he must now know +she has faults. She means well, but is liable to become the victim of +her sensibility. She too now prefers the religion of the bosom. She +cannot deny his power over her: would he pay another evening visit on +Saturday? + +When the poet is leaving Edinburgh, Clarinda is heartbroken. 'Oh, let +the scenes of nature remind you of Clarinda! In winter, remember the +dark shades of her fate; in summer, the warmth of her friendship; in +autumn, her glowing wishes to bestow plenty on all; and let spring +animate you with hopes that your friend may yet surmount the wintry +blasts of life, and revive to taste a spring-time of happiness. At all +events, Sylvander, the storms of life will quickly pass, and one +unbounded spring encircle all. Love, there, is not a crime. I charge you +to meet me there, O God! I must lay down my pen.' + +Poor Clarinda! Well for her peace of mind that the poet was leaving her; +well for Burns, also, that he was leaving Clarinda and Edinburgh. Only +one thing remained for both to do, and it had been wise, to burn their +letters. Would that Clarinda had been as much alive to her own good +name, and the poet's fair fame, as Peggy Chalmers, who did not preserve +her letters from Burns! + +It was February 1788 before Burns could settle with Creech; and, after +discharging all expenses, he found a balance in his favour of about five +hundred pounds. To Gilbert, who was in sore need of the money, he +advanced one hundred and eighty pounds, as his contribution to the +support of their mother. With what remained of the money he leased from +Mr. Miller of Dalswinton the farm of Ellisland, on which he entered at +Whitsunday 1788. + + + + +CHAPTER VII + +ELLISLAND + + +When Burns turned his back on Edinburgh in February 1788, and set his +face resolutely towards his native county and the work that awaited him, +he left the city a happier and healthier man than he had been all the +months of his sojourn in it. The times of aimless roving, and of still +more demoralising hanging on in the hope of something being done for +him, were at an end; he looked to the future with self-reliance. His +vain hopes of preferment were already 'thrown behind and far away,' and +he saw clearly that by the labour of his own hands he had to live, +independent of the dispensations of patronage, and trusting no longer to +the accidents of fortune. 'The thoughts of a home,' to quote +Cunningham's words, 'of a settled purpose in life, gave him a silent +gladness of heart such as he had never before known.' + +Burns, though he had hoped and was disappointed, left the city not so +much with bitterness as with contempt. If he had been received on this +second visit with punctilious politeness, more ceremoniously than +cordially, it was just as he had himself expected. Gossip, too, had been +busy while he was absent, and his sayings and doings had been bruited +abroad. His worst fault was that he was a shrewd observer of men, and +drew, in a memorandum book he kept, pen-portraits of the people he met. +'Dr Blair is merely an astonishing proof of what industry and +application can do. Natural parts like his are frequently to be met +with; his vanity is proverbially known among his acquaintance.' The Lord +Advocate he pictured in a verse: + + 'He clenched his pamphlets in his fist, + He quoted and he hinted, + Till in a declamation-mist, + His argument he tint it. + He gap'd for't, he grap'd for't, + He fand it was awa, man; + But what his common sense came short, + He eked it out wi' law, man.' + +Had pen-portraits, such as these, been merely caricatures, they might +have been forgiven; but, unfortunately, they were convincing likenesses, +therefore libels. We doubt not, as Cunningham tells us, that the +_literati_ of Edinburgh were not displeased when such a man left them; +they could never feel at their ease so long as he was in their midst. +'Nor were the titled part of the community without their share in this +silent rejoicing; his presence was a reproach to them. The illustrious +of his native land, from whom he had looked for patronage, had proved +that they had the carcass of greatness, but wanted the soul; they +subscribed for his poems, and looked on their generosity "as an alms +could keep a god alive." He turned his back on Edinburgh, and from that +time forward scarcely counted that man his friend who spoke of titled +persons in his presence.' + +It was with feelings of relief, also, that Burns left the +super-scholarly litterateurs; 'white curd of asses' milk,' he called +them; gentlemen who reminded him of some spinsters in his country who +'spin their thread so fine that it is neither fit for weft nor woof.' To +such men, recognising only the culture of schools, a genius like Burns +was a puzzle, easier dismissed than solved. Burns saw them, in all their +tinsel of academic tradition, through and through. + +Coming from Edinburgh to the quiet home-life of Mossgiel was like coming +out of the vitiated atmosphere of a ballroom into the pure and bracing +air of early morning. Away from the fever of city life, he only +gradually comes back to sanity and health. The artificialities and +affectations of polite society are not to be thrown off in a day's time. +Hardly had he arrived at Mauchline before he penned a letter to +Clarinda, that simply staggers the reader with the shameless and +heartless way in which it speaks of Jean Armour. 'I am dissatisfied with +her--I cannot endure her! I, while my heart smote me for the profanity, +tried to compare her with my Clarinda. 'Twas setting the expiring +glimmer of a farthing taper beside the cloudless glory of the meridian +sun. _Here_ was tasteless insipidity, vulgarity of soul, and mercenary +fawning; _there_, polished good sense, heaven-born genius, and the most +generous, the most delicate, the most tender passion. I have done with +her, and she with me.' + +Poor Jean! Think of her too confiding and trustful love written down +_mercenary fawning_! But this was not Burns. The whole letter is false +and vulgar. Perhaps he thought to please his Clarinda by the comparison; +she had little womanly feeling if she felt flattered. Let us believe, +for her own sake, that she was disgusted. His letter to Ainslie, ten +days later, is something very different, though even yet he gives no +hint of acknowledging Jean as his wife. 'Jean I found banished like a +martyr--forlorn, destitute, and friendless--all for the good old cause. +I have reconciled her to her fate; I have reconciled her to her mother; +I have taken her a room; I have taken her to my arms; I have given her a +guinea, and I have embraced her till she rejoiced with joy unspeakable +and full of glory.' + +This is flippant in tone, but something more manly in sentiment; Burns +was coming to his senses. On 13th June, twin girls were born to Jean, +but they only lived a few days. On the same day their father wrote from +Ellisland to Mrs. Dunlop a letter, in which we see the real Burns, true +to the best feelings of his nature, and true to his sorely-tried and +long-suffering wife. 'This is the second day, my honoured friend, that I +have been on my farm. A solitary inmate of an old smoky spence, far from +every object I love, or by whom I am beloved; nor any acquaintance older +than yesterday, except Jenny Geddes, the old mare I ride on; while +uncouth cares and novel plans hourly insult my awkward ignorance and +bashful inexperience.... Your surmise, madam, is just; I am, indeed, a +husband.... You are right that a bachelor state would have ensured me +more friends; but, from a cause you will easily guess, conscious peace +in the enjoyment of my own mind, and unmistrusting confidence in +approaching my God, would seldom have been of the number. I found a once +much-loved and still much-loved female, literally and truly cast out to +the mercy of the naked elements; but I enabled her to _purchase_ a +shelter,--there is no sporting with a fellow-creature's happiness or +misery.' + +It was not till August that the marriage was ratified by the Church, +when Robert Burns and Jean Armour were rebuked for their acknowledged +irregularity, and admonished 'to adhere faithfully to one another, as +man and wife, all the days of their life.' + +This was the only fit and proper ending of Burns's acquaintance with +Jean Armour. As an honourable man, he could not have done otherwise than +he did. To have deserted her now, and married another, even admitting he +was legally free to do so, which is doubtful, would have been the act of +an abandoned wretch, and certainly have wrought ruin in the moral and +spiritual life of the poet. In taking Jean as his wedded wife, he acted +not only honourably, but wisely; and wisdom and prudence were not always +distinguishing qualities of Robert Burns. + +Some months had to elapse, however, before the wife could join her +husband at Ellisland. The first thing he had to do when he entered on +his lease was to rebuild the dwelling-house, he himself lodging in the +meanwhile in the smoky spence which he mentions in his letter to Mrs. +Dunlop. In the progress of the building he not only took a lively +interest, but actually worked with his own hands as a labourer, and +gloried in his strength: 'he beat all for a dour lift.' But it was some +time before he could settle down to the necessarily monotonous work of +farming. 'My late scenes of idleness and dissipation,' he confessed to +Dunbar, 'have enervated my mind to a considerable degree.' He was +restless and rebellious at times, and we are not surprised to find the +sudden settling down from gaiety and travel to the home-life of a farmer +marked by bursts of impatience, irritation, and discontent. The only +steadying influence was the thought of his wife and children, and the +responsibility of a husband and a father. He grew despondent +occasionally, and would gladly have been at rest, but a wife and +children bound him to struggle with the stream. His melancholy blinded +him even to the good qualities of his neighbours. The only things he saw +in perfection were stupidity and canting. 'Prose they only know in +graces, prayers, etc., and the value of these they estimate, as they do +their plaiding webs, by the ell. As for the Muses, they have as much an +idea of a rhinoceros as of a poet.' He was, in fact, ungracious towards +his neighbours, not that they were boorish or uninformed folk, but +simply because, though living at Ellisland in body, his mind was in +Ayrshire with his darling Jean, and he was looking to the future when he +should have a home and a wife of his own. His eyes would ever wander to +the west, and he sang, to cheer him in his loneliness, a song of love to +his Bonnie Jean: + + 'Of a' the airts the wind can blaw, + I dearly lo'e the west; + For there the bonnie lassie lives, + The lassie I lo'e best.' + +It was not till the beginning of December that he was in a position to +bring his wife and children to Ellisland; and this event brought him +into kindlier relations with his fellow-farmers. His neighbours gathered +to bid his wife welcome; and drank to the roof-tree of the house of +Burns. The poet, now that he had made his home amongst them, was +regarded as one of themselves; while Burns, on his part, having at last +got his wife and children beside him, was in a healthier frame of mind +and more charitably disposed towards those who had come to give them a +welcome. That he was now as one settled in life with something worthy to +live for, we have ample proof in his letter written to Mrs. Dunlop on +the first day of the New Year. It is discursive, yet philosophical and +reflective, and its whole tone is that of a man who looks on the world +round about him with a kindly charity, and looks to the future with +faith and trust. Life passed very sweetly and peacefully with the poet +and his family for a time here. The farm, it would appear, was none of +the best,--Mr. Cunningham told him he had made a poet's not a farmer's +choice,--but Burns was hopeful and worked hard. Yet the labour of the +farm was not to be his life-work. Even while waiting impatiently the +coming of his wife, he had been contributing to Johnson's Museum, and he +fondly imagined that he was going to be farmer, poet, and exciseman all +in one. Some have regretted his appointment to the Excise at this time, +and attributed to his frequent absences from home his failure as a +farmer. They may be right. But what was the poet to do? He knew by +bitter experience how precarious the business of farming was, and +thought that a certain salary, even though small, would always stand +between his family and absolute want. 'I know not,' he wrote to Ainslie, +'how the word exciseman, or, still more opprobrious, gauger, will sound +in your ears. I too have seen the day when my auditory nerves would have +felt very delicately on this subject; but a wife and children have a +wonderful power in blunting these kind of sensations. Fifty pounds a +year for life and a pension for widows and orphans, you will allow, is +no bad settlement for a _poet_.' And to Blacklock he wrote in verse: + + 'But what d'ye think, my trusty fier, + I'm turned a gauger--Peace be here! + Parnassian queans, I fear, I fear, + Ye'll now disdain me! + And then my fifty pounds a year + Will little gain me. + + I hae a wife and twa wee laddies, + They maun hae brose and brats o' duddies; + Ye ken yoursel's my heart right proud is-- + I needna vaunt, + But I'll sned besoms--thraw saugh woodies, + Before they want. + + But to conclude my silly rhyme + (I'm scant o' verse, and scant o' time), + To make a happy fireside clime + To weans and wife, + That's the true pathos and sublime + Of human life.' + +This was nobly said; and the poet spoke from the heart. + +Not content with being gauger, farmer, and poet, Burns took a lively +interest in everything affecting the welfare of the parish and the +well-being of its inhabitants. For this was no poet of the study, +holding himself aloof from the affairs of the world, and fearing the +contamination of his kind. Burns was alive all-round, and always acted +his part in the world as a husband and father; as a citizen and a man. +He made himself the poet of humanity, because he himself was so +intensely human, and joyed and sorrowed with his fellows. At this time +he established a library in Dunscore, and himself undertook the whole +management,--drawing out rules, purchasing books, acting for a time as +secretary, treasurer, and committee all in one. Among the volumes he +ordered were several of his old favourites, _The Spectator_, _The Man of +Feeling_, and _The Lounger_; and we know that there was on the shelves +even a folio Hebrew Concordance. + +A favourite walk of the poet's while he stayed here was along Nithside, +where he often wandered to take a 'gloamin' shot at the Muses.' Here, +after a fall of rain, Cunningham records, the poet loved to walk, +listening to the roar of the river, or watching it bursting impetuously +from the groves of Friar's Carse. 'Thither he walked in his sterner +moods, when the world and its ways touched his spirit; and the elder +peasants of the vale still show the point at which he used to pause and +look on the red and agitated stream.' + +In spite of his multifarious duties, he was now more than ever +determined to make his name as a poet. To Dr. Moore he wrote (4th +January 1789): 'The character and employment of a poet were formerly my +pleasure, but now my pride.... Poesy I am determined to prosecute with +all my vigour. Nature has given very few, if any, of the profession the +talents of shining in every species of composition. I shall try (for +until trial it is impossible to know) whether she has qualified me to +shine in any one.' + +It was inevitable that one whose district as an exciseman reached far +and wide could not regularly attend to ploughing, sowing, and reaping, +and the farm was very often left to the care of servants. Dr. Currie +appears to count it as a reproach that his farm no longer occupied the +principal part of his care or his thoughts. Yet it could not have been +otherwise. Burns after having undertaken a duty would attend to it +religiously, and we know that he pursued his work throughout his ten +parishes diligently, faithfully, and with unvarying punctuality. Others +have bemoaned that those frequent Excise excursions led the poet into +temptation, that he was being continually assailed by the sin that so +easily beset him. Let it be admitted frankly that the temptations to +social excess were great; is it not all the more creditable to Burns +that he did not sink under those temptations and become the besotted +wreck conventional biography has attempted to make him? If those who +raise this plaint mean to insinuate that Burns became a confirmed toper, +then they are assuredly wrong; if they be only drawing attention to the +fact that drinking was too common in Scotland at that time, then they +are attacking not the poet but the social customs of his day. It would +be easy if we were to accept 'the general impression of the place,' and +go by the tale of gossip, to show that Burns was demoralised by his +duties as a gauger, and sank into a state of maudlin intemperance. But +ascertained fact and the testimony of unimpeachable authority are at +variance with the voice of gossip. 'So much the worse for fact,' +biography would seem to have said, and gaily sped on the work of +defamation. We only require to forget Allan Cunningham's _Personal +Sketch of the Poet_, the letters from Mr. Findlater and Mr. Gray, and to +close our eyes to the excellence of the poetry of this period, in order +to see Burns on the downgrade, and to preach grand moral lessons from +the text of a wasted life. + +But, after all, 'facts are chiels that winna ding,' and we must take +them into account, however they may baulk us of grand opportunities of +plashing in watery sentiment. Speaking of the poet's biographers, Mr. +Findlater remarks that they have tried to outdo one another in heaping +obloquy on his name; they have made his convivial habits, habitual +drunkenness; his wit and humour, impiety; his social talents, neglect of +duty; and have accused him of every vice. Then he gives his testimony: +'My connection with Robert Burns commenced immediately after his +admission into the Excise, and continued to the hour of his death. In +all that time the superintendence of his behaviour as an officer of the +revenue was a branch of my especial province; and it may be supposed I +would not be an inattentive observer of the general conduct of a man and +a poet so celebrated by his countrymen. In the former capacity, so far +from its being impossible for him to discharge the duties of his office +with that regularity which is almost indispensable, as is palpably +assumed by one of his biographers, and insinuated, not very obscurely +even, by Dr. Currie, he was exemplary in his attention as an Excise +officer, and was even jealous of the least imputation on his vigilance.' + +But a glance at the poems and songs of this period would be a sufficient +vindication of the poet's good name. There are considerably over a +hundred songs and poems written during his stay at Ellisland, many of +them of his finest. The third volume of Johnson's Museum, published in +February 1790, contained no fewer than forty songs by Burns. Among the +Ellisland songs were such as, _Ye Banks and Braes o' Bonnie Doon_, +_Auld Lang Syne_, _Willie brewed a Peck o' Maut_, _To Mary in Heaven_, +_Of a' the Airts the Wind can blaw_, _My Love she's but a Lassie yet_, +_Tam Glen_, _John Anderson my Jo_, songs that have become the property +of the world. Of the last-named song, Angellier remarks that the +imagination of the poet must have indeed explored every situation of +love to have led him to that which he in his own experience could not +have known. Even the song _Willie brewed a Peck o' Maut_, the first of +bacchanalian ditties, is the work of a man of sane mind and healthy +appetite. It is not of the diseased imagination of drunken genius. But +the greatest poem of this period, and one of Burns's biggest +achievements, is _Tam o' Shanter_. This poem was written in answer to a +request of Captain Grose that the poet would provide a witch story to be +printed along with a drawing of Alloway Kirk, and was first published in +Grose's _Antiquities of Scotland_. We have been treated by several +biographers to a private view of the poet, with wild gesticulations, +agonising in the composition of this poem; but where his wife did not +venture to intrude, we surely need not seek to desecrate. 'I stept aside +with the bairns among the broom,' says Bonnie Jean; not, we should +imagine, to leave room for aliens and strangers. He has been again +burlesqued for us rending himself in rhyme, and stretched on straw +groaning elegiacs to Mary in heaven. All this is mere sensationalism +provided for illiterate readers. We have the poem, and its excellence +sufficeth. + +It is worthy of note that in _Tam o' Shanter_, as well as in _To Mary in +Heaven_, the poet goes back to his earlier years in Ayrshire. They are +posthumous products of the inspiration which gave us the Kilmarnock +Edition. I am not inclined to agree with Carlyle in his estimate of _Tam +o' Shanter_. It is not the composition of a man of great talent, but of +a man of transcendent poetical genius. The story itself is a conception +of genius, and in the narration the genius is unquestionable. It is a +panorama of pictures so vivid and powerful that the characters and +scenes are fixed indelibly on the mind, and abide with us a cherished +literary possession. After reading the poem, the words are recalled +without conscious effort of memory, but as the only possible embodiment +of the mental impressions retained. Short as the poem is, there is in it +character, humour, pathos, satire, indignation, tenderness, fun, frolic, +diablerie, almost every human feeling. I have heard Burns in the writing +of this poem likened to a composer at an organ improvising a piece of +music in which, before he has done, he has used every stop and touched +every note on the keyboard. Even the weakest lines of the piece, which +mark a dramatic pause in the rapid narration, have a distinctive beauty +and are the most frequently quoted lines of the poem. In artistic +word-painting and graphic phrasing Burns is here at his best. His +description of the horrible is worthy of Shakspeare; and it is +questionable if even the imagination of that master ever conceived +anything more awful than the scene and circumstance of the infernal +orgies of those witches and warlocks. What Zolaesque realism there is! +In the line, 'The grey hairs yet stack to the heft,' all the +gruesomeness of murder is compressed into a distich. Yet the horrible +details are controlled and unified in the powerful imagination of the +poet. We believe Dr. Blacklock was right in thinking that this poem, +though Burns had never written another syllable, would have made him a +high reputation. Certainly it was not the work of a man daily dazing his +faculties with drink; no more was that exquisite lyric _To Mary in +Heaven_. Another poem of this period deserving special mention is _The +Whistle_, not merely because of its dramatic force and lyrical beauty, +but because it gives a true picture of the drinking customs of the time. +And again I dare assert that this is not the work of a mind enfeebled or +debased by drink. It is a bit of simple, direct, sincere narration, +humanly healthy in tone; the ideas are clear and consecutive, and the +language fitting. It is not so that drunken genius expresses itself. The +language of a poetical mind enfeebled by alcohol or opium is frequently +mystic and musical; it never deals with the realities and +responsibilities of life, but in a witchery of words winds and meanders +through the realms of reverie and dream. It may be sweet and sensuous; +it is rarely narrative or simple; never direct nor forcible. + +In the _Kirk's Alarm_, wherein he again reverted to his Mossgiel period, +he displayed all his former force of satire, as well as his sympathy +with those who advocated rational views in religion. Dr. Macgill had +written a book which the Kirk declared to be heretical, and Burns, at +the request of some friends, fought for the doctor in his usual way, +though with little hope of doing him any good. 'Ajax's shield consisted, +I think, of seven bull-hides and a plate of brass, which altogether set +Hector's utmost force at defiance. Alas! I am not a Hector, and the +worthy doctor's foes are as securely armed as Ajax was. Ignorance, +superstition, bigotry, stupidity, malevolence, self-conceit, envy--all +strongly bound in a massy frame of brazen impudence; to such a shield +humour is the peck of a sparrow and satire the pop-gun of a schoolboy. +Creation-disgracing scelerats such as they, God only can mend, and the +devil only can punish.' The doctor yielded, Cunningham tells us, and was +forgiven, but not the poet; pertinently adding, 'so much more venial is +it in devout men's eyes to be guilty of heresy than of satire.' + +Into political as well as theological matters Burns also entered with +all his wonted enthusiasm. Of his election ballads, the best, perhaps, +are _The Five Carlins_ and the _Epistle to Mr. Graham of Fintry_. But +these ballads are not to be taken as a serious addition to the poet's +works; he did not wish them to be so taken. He was a man as well as a +poet; was interested with his neighbours in political affairs, and in +the day of battle fought with the weapons he could wield with effect. +Nor are his ballads always to be taken as representing his political +principles; these he expressed in song that did not owe its inspiration +to the excitement of elections. Burns was not a party man; he had in +politics, as in religion, some broad general principles, but he had 'the +warmest veneration for individuals of both parties.' The most important +verse in his _Epistle to Graham of Fintry_ is the last: + + 'For your poor friend, the Bard, afar + He hears and only hears the war, + A cool spectator purely: + So, when the storm the forest rends, + The robin in the hedge descends, + And sober chirps securely.' + +Burns's life was, therefore, quite full at Ellisland, too full indeed; +for, towards the end of 1791, we find him disposing of the farm, and +looking to the Excise alone for a livelihood. In the farm he had sunk +the greater part of the profits of his Edinburgh Edition; and now it was +painfully evident that the money was lost. He had worked hard enough, +but he was frequently absent, and a farm thrives only under the eye of a +master. On Excise business he was accustomed to ride at least two +hundred miles every week, and so could have little time to give to his +fields. Besides this, the soil of Ellisland had been utterly exhausted +before he entered on his lease, and consequently made a miserable return +for the labour expended on it. The friendly relations that had existed +between him and his landlord were broken off before now; and towards the +close of his stay at Ellisland Burns spoke rather bitterly of Mr. +Miller's selfish kindness. Miller was, in fact, too much of a lord and +master, exacting submission as well as rent from his tenants; while +Burns was of too haughty a spirit to beck and bow to any man. 'The life +of a farmer is,' he wrote to Mrs. Dunlop, 'as a farmer paying a dear, +unconscionable rent, a cursed life.... Devil take the life of reaping +the fruits that others must eat!' + +The poet, too, had been overworking himself, and was again subject to +his attacks of hypochondria. 'I feel that horrid hypochondria pervading +every atom of both body and soul. This farm has undone my enjoyment of +myself. It is a ruinous affair on all hands.' In the midst of his +troubles and vexations with his farm, he began to look more hopefully to +the Excise, and to see in the future a life of literary ease, when he +could devote himself wholly to the Muses. He had already got ranked on +the list as supervisor, an appointment that he reckoned might be worth +one hundred or two hundred pounds a year; and this determined him to +quit the farm entirely, and to try to make a living by one profession. +As farmer, exciseman, and poet he had tried too much, and even a man of +his great capacity for work was bound to have succumbed under the +strain. Even had the farm not proved the ruinous bargain it did, we +imagine that he must have been compelled sooner or later to relinquish +one of the two, either his farm or his Excise commission. Circumstances +decided for him, and in December 1791 he sold by auction his stock and +implements, and removed to Dumfries, 'leaving nothing at Ellisland but a +putting-stone, with which he loved to exercise his strength; a memory of +his musings, which can never die; and three hundred pounds of his money, +sunk beyond redemption in a speculation from which all augured +happiness.' + + + + +CHAPTER VIII + +DUMFRIES + + +When Burns removed from Ellisland to Dumfries, he took up his abode in a +small house of three apartments in the Wee Vennel. Here he stayed till +Whitsunday 1793, when the family removed to a detached house of two +storeys in the Mill Vennel. A mere closet nine feet square was the +poet's writing-room in this house, and it was in the bedroom adjoining +that he died. + +The few years of his residence in Dumfries have been commonly regarded +as a period of poverty and intemperance. But his intemperance has always +been most religiously exaggerated, and we doubt not also that the +poverty of the family at this time has been made to appear worse than it +was. Burns had not a salary worthy of his great abilities, it is true, +but there is good reason to believe that the family lived in comparative +ease and comfort, and that there were luxuries in their home, which +neither father nor mother had known in their younger days. Burns liked +to see his Bonnie Jean neat and trim, and she went as braw as any wife +of the town. Though we know that he wrote painfully, towards the end of +his life, for the loan of paltry sums, we are to regard this as a sign +more of temporary embarrassment than of a continual struggle to make +ends meet. The word debt grated so harshly on Burns's ears that he +could not be at peace with himself so long as the pettiest account +remained unpaid; and if he had no ready money in his hands to meet it, +he must e'en borrow from a friend. His income, when he settled in +Dumfries, was 'down money L70 per annum,' and there were perquisites +which must have raised it to eighty or ninety. Though his hopes of +preferment were never realised, he tried his best on this slender income +'to make a happy fireside clime to weans and wife,' and in a sense +succeeded. + +What he must have felt more keenly than anything else in leaving +Ellisland was, that in giving up farming he was making an open +confession of failure in his ideal of combining in himself the farmer, +the poet, and the exciseman. There was a stigma also attaching to the +name of gauger, that must often have been galling to the spirit of +Burns. The ordinary labourer utters the word with dry contempt, as if he +were speaking of a spy. But the thoughts of a wife and bairns had +already prevailed over prejudice; he realised the responsibilities of a +husband and father, and pocketed his pride. A great change it must have +been to come from the quiet and seclusion of Ellisland to settle down in +the midst of the busy life of an important burgh. + +Life in provincial towns in Scotland in those days was simply frittered +away in the tittle-tattle of cross and causeway, and the insipid talk of +taverns. The most trifling incidents of everyday life were dissected and +discussed, and magnified into events of the first importance. Many +residents had no trade or profession whatever. Annuitants and retired +merchants built themselves houses, had their portraits painted in oil, +and thereafter strutted into an aristocracy. Without work, without +hobby, without healthy recreation, and cursed with inglorious leisure, +they simply dissipated time until they should pass into eternity. The +only amusement such lumpish creatures could have was to meet in some inn +or tavern, and swill themselves into a debauched joy of life. Dumfries, +when Burns came to it in 1791, was no better and no worse than its +neighbours; and we can readily imagine how eagerly such a man would be +welcomed by its pompously dull and leisured topers. Now might their +meetings be lightened with flashes of genius, and the lazy hours of +their long nights go fleeting by on the wings of wit and eloquence. Too +often in Dumfries was Burns wiled into the howffs and haunts of these +seasoned casks. They could stand heavy drinking; the poet could not. He +was too highly strung, and if he had consulted his own inclination would +rather have shunned than sought the company of men who met to quaff +their quantum of wine and sink into sottish sleep. For Burns was never a +drunkard, not even in Dumfries; though the contrary has been asserted so +often that it has all the honour that age and the respectability of +authority can give it. There was with him no animal craving for drink, +nor has he been convicted of solitary drinking; but he was intensely +convivial, and drank, as Professor Blackie put it, 'only as the carnal +seasoning of a rampant intellectuality.' There is no doubt that he came +to Dumfries a comparatively pure and sober man; and if he now began to +frequent the Globe Tavern, often to cast his pearls before swine, let it +be remembered that he was compelled frequently to meet there strangers +and tourists who had journeyed for the express purpose of meeting the +poet. Nowadays writers and professional men have their clubs, and in +general frequent them more regularly than Burns ever haunted the howffs +of Dumfries. But we have heard too much about 'the poet's moral course +after he settled in Dumfries being downward.' 'From the time of his +migration to Dumfries,' Principal Shairp soberly informs us, 'it would +appear that he was gradually dropped out of acquaintance by most of the +Dumfriesshire lairds, as he had long been by the parochial and other +ministers.' Poor lairds! Poor ministers! If they preferred their own +talk of crops and cattle and meaner things to the undoubted brilliancy +of Burns's conversation, surely their dulness and want of appreciation +is not to be laid to the charge of the poet. I doubt not had the poet +lived to a good old age he would have been gradually dropped out of +acquaintance by some who have not scrupled to write his biography. +Politics, it is admitted, may have formed the chief element in the +lairds' and ministers' aversion, but there is a hint that his irregular +life had as much to do with it. Is it to be seriously contended that +these men looked askance at Burns because of his occasional +convivialities? 'Madam,' he answered a lady who remonstrated with him on +this very subject, 'they would not thank me for my company if I did not +drink with them.' These lairds, perhaps even these ministers, could in +all probability stand their three bottles with the best, and were more +likely to drop the acquaintance of one who would not drink bottle for +bottle with them than of one who indulged to excess. It was considered a +breach of hospitality not to imbibe so long as the host ordained; and +in many cases glasses were supplied so constructed that they had to be +drained at every toast. 'Occasional hard drinking,' he confessed to Mrs. +Dunlop, 'is the devil to me; against this I have again and again set my +resolution, and have greatly succeeded. Taverns I have totally +abandoned; it is the private parties in the family way among the +hard-drinking gentlemen of this county that do me the mischief; but even +this I have more than half given over.' Most assuredly whatever these +men charged against Robert Burns it was not drunkenness. But he has been +accused of mixing with low company! That is something nearer the mark, +and goes far to explain the aversion of those stately Tories. But again, +what is meant by low company? Are we to believe that the poet made +associates of depraved and abandoned men? Not for a moment! This low +company was nothing more than men in the rank of life into which he had +been born; mechanics, tradesmen, farmers, ploughmen, who did not move in +the aristocratic circles of patrician lairds or ministers ordained to +preach the gospel to the poor. It was simply the old, old cry of +'associating with publicans and sinners.' + +We do not defend nor seek to hide the poet's aberrations; he confessed +them remorselessly, and condemned himself. But we do raise our voice +against the exaggeration of occasional over-indulgence into confirmed +debauchery; and dare assert that Burns was as sober a man as the average +lairds and ministers who had the courage of their prejudices, and wrote +themselves down asses to all posterity. + +But here again the work the poet managed to do is a sufficient disproof +of his irregular life. He was at this time, besides working hard at his +Excise business, writing ballads and songs, correcting for Creech the +two-volume edition of his poems, and managing somehow or other to find +time for a pretty voluminous correspondence. His hands were full and his +days completely occupied. He would not have been an Excise officer very +long had he been unable to attend to his duties. William Wallace, the +editor of _Chambers's Burns_, has studied very carefully this period of +the poet's life, and found that in those days of petty faultfinding he +has not once been reprimanded, either for drunkenness or for dereliction +of duty. There were spies and informers about who would not have left +the Excise Commissioners uninformed of the paltriest charge they could +have trumped up against Burns. Nor is there, when we look at his +literary work, any falling off in his powers as a poet. He sang as +sweetly, as purely, as magically as ever he did; and this man, who has +been branded as a blasphemer and a libertine, had nobly set himself to +purify the polluted stream of Scottish Song. He was still continuing his +contributions to Johnson's Museum, and now he had also begun to write +for Thomson's more ambitious work. + +Some of the first of his Dumfriesshire songs owe their inspiration to a +hurried visit he paid to Mrs. Maclehose in Edinburgh before she sailed +to join her husband in the West Indies. The best of these are, perhaps, +_My Nannie's Awa'_ and _Ae Fond Kiss_. The fourth verse of the latter +was a favourite of Byron's, while Scott claims for it that it is worth a +thousand romances-- + + 'Had we never loved so kindly, + Had we never loved so blindly! + Never met--or never parted, + We had ne'er been broken-hearted.' + +Another song of a different kind, _The Deil's awa wi' the Exciseman_, +had its origin in a raid upon a smuggling brig that had got into shallow +water in the Solway. The ship was armed and well manned; and while +Lewars, a brother-excisemen, posted to Dumfries for a guard of dragoons, +Burns, with a few men under him, watched to prevent landing or escape. +It was while impatiently waiting Lewars's return that he composed this +song. When the dragoons arrived Burns put himself at their head, and +wading, sword in hand, was the first to board the smuggler. The affair +might ultimately have led to his promotion had he not, next day at the +sale of the vessel's arms and stores in Dumfries, purchased four +carronades, which he sent, with a letter testifying his admiration and +respect, to the French Legislative Assembly. The carronades never +reached their destination, having been intercepted at Dover by the +Custom House authorities. It is a pity perhaps that Burns should have +testified his political leanings in so characteristic a way. It was the +impetuous act of a poet roused to enthusiasm, as were thousands of his +fellow-countrymen at the time, by what was thought to be the beginning +of universal brotherhood in France. But whatever may be said as to the +impulsive imprudence of the step, it is not to be condemned as a most +absurd and presumptuous breach of decorum. We were not at war with +France at this time; had not even begun to await developments with +critical suspicion. Talleyrand had not yet been slighted by our Queen, +and protestations of peace and friendship were passing between the two +Governments. Any subject of the king might at this time have written a +friendly letter or forwarded a token of goodwill to the French +Government, without being suspected of disloyalty. But by the time the +carronades had reached Dover the complexion of things had changed; and +yet even in those critical times Burns's action, though it may have +hindered promotion, does not appear to have been interpreted as 'a most +absurd and presumptuous breach of decorum.' That interpretation was left +for biographers made wise with the passions of war; and yet they have +not said in so many words, what they darkly insinuate, that the poet was +not a loyal British subject. His love of country is too surely +established. That, later, he thought the Ministry engaging in an unjust +and unrighteous war, may be frankly admitted. He was not alone in his +opinion; nor was he the only poet carried away with a wild enthusiasm of +Liberty, Equality, and Fraternity. Societies were then springing up all +over the country calling for redress of grievances and for greater +political freedom. Such societies were regarded by the Government of the +day as seditious, and their agitations as dangerous to the peace of the +country; and Burns, though he did not become a member of the Society of +the Friends of the People, was at one with them in their desire for +reform. It was known also that he 'gat the _Gazeteer_,' and that was +enough to mark him out as a disaffected person. No doubt he also talked +imprudently; for it was not the nature of this man to keep his +sentiments hidden in his heart, and to talk the language of expediency. +What he thought in private he advocated publicly in season and out of +season; and it was quite in the natural course of things that +information regarding his political opinions should be lodged against +him with the Board of Excise. His political conduct was made the subject +of official inquiry, and it would appear that for a time he was in +danger of dismissal from the service. This is a somewhat painful episode +in his life; and we find him in a letter to Mr. Graham of Fintry +repudiating the slanderous charges, yet confessing that the tender ties +of wife and children 'unnerve courage and wither resolution.' Mr. +Findlater, his superior, was of opinion that only a very mild reprimand +was administered, and the poet warned to be more prudent in his speech. +But what appeared mild to Mr. Findlater was galling to Burns. In his +letter to Erskine of Mar he says: 'One of our supervisors-general, a Mr. +Corbet, was instructed to inquire on the spot and to document me--that +my business was to act, _not to think_; and that whatever might be men +or measures it was for me to be _silent_ and _obedient_.' + +We can hardly conceive a harsher sentence on one of Burns's temperament, +and we doubt not that the degradation of being thus gagged, and the +blasting of his hopes of promotion, were the cause of much of the +bitterness that we find bursting from him now more frequently than ever, +both in speech and writing. That remorse for misconduct irritated him +against himself and against the world, is true; but it is none the less +true that he must have chafed against the servility of an office that +forbade him the freedom of personal opinion. In the same letter he +unburdens his heart in a burst of eloquent and noble indignation. + +'Burns was a poor man from birth, and an exciseman by necessity; but--I +_will_ say it--the sterling of his honest worth no poverty could debase; +his independent British mind oppression might bend, but could not +subdue.... I have three sons who, I see already, have brought into the +world souls ill-qualified to inhabit the bodies of slaves.... Does any +man tell me that my full efforts can be of no service, and that it does +not belong to my humble station to meddle with the concerns of a nation? +I can tell him that it is on such individuals as I that a nation has to +rest, both for the hand of support and the eye of intelligence.' + +What the precise charges against him were, we are not informed. It is +alleged that he once, when the health of Pitt was being drunk, +interposed with the toast of 'A greater than Pitt--George Washington.' +There can be little fault found with the sentiment. It is given to poets +to project themselves into futurity, and declare the verdict of +posterity. But the occasion was ill-chosen, and he spoke with all a +poet's imprudence. In another company he aroused the martial fury of an +unreasoning captain by proposing the toast, 'May our success in the +present war be equal to the justice of our cause.' A very humanitarian +toast, one would think, but regarded as seditious by the fire-eating +captain, who had not the sense to see that there was more of sedition in +his resentment than in Burns's proposal. Yet the affair looked black +enough for a time, and the poet was afraid that even this story would be +carried to the ears of the commissioners, and his political opinions be +again misrepresented. + +Another thing that came to disturb his peace of mind was his quarrel +with Mrs. Riddell of Woodley Park, where he had been made a welcome +guest ever since his advent to this district. That Burns, in the heat of +a fever of intoxication, had been guilty of a glaring act of impropriety +in the presence of the ladies seated in the drawing-room, we may gather +from the internal evidence of his letter written the following morning +'from the regions of hell, amid the horrors of the damned.' It would +appear that the gentlemen left in the dining-room had got ingloriously +drunk, and there and then proposed an indecorous raid on the +drawing-room. Whatever it might be they did, it was Burns who was made +to suffer the shame of the drunken plot. His letter of abject apology +remained unanswered, and the estrangement was only embittered by some +lampoons which he wrote afterwards on this accomplished lady. The affair +was bruited abroad, and the heinousness of the poet's offence vastly +exaggerated. Certain it is that he became deeply incensed against not +only the lady, but her husband as well, to whom he considered he owed no +apology whatever. Matters were only made worse by his unworthy verses, +and it was not till he was almost on the brink of the grave that he and +Mrs. Riddell met again, and the old friendship was re-established. The +lady not only forgot and forgave, but she was one of the first after the +poet's death to write generously and appreciatively of his character and +abilities. + +That the quarrel with Mrs. Riddell was prattled about in Dumfries, and +led other families to drop the acquaintance of the poet, we are made +painfully aware; and in his correspondence now there is rancour, +bitterness, and remorse more pronounced and more settled than at any +other period of his life. He could not go abroad without being reminded +of the changed attitude of the world; he could not stay at home without +seeing his noble wife uncomplainingly nursing a child that was not hers. +He cursed himself for his sins and follies; he cursed the world for its +fickleness and want of sympathy. 'His wit,' says Heron, 'became more +gloomy and sarcastic, and his conversation and writings began to assume +a misanthropical tone, by which they had not been before in any eminent +degree distinguished. But with all his failings his was still that +exalted mind which had raised itself above the depression of its +original condition, with all the energy of the lion pawing to free his +hinder limbs from the yet encumbering earth.' + +His health now began to give his friends serious concern. To Cunningham +he wrote, February 24, 1794: 'For these two months I have not been able +to lift a pen. My constitution and my frame were _ab origine_ blasted +with a deep, incurable taint of hypochondria, which poisons my +existence.' A little later he confesses: 'I have been in poor health. I +am afraid that I am about to suffer for the follies of my youth. My +medical friends threaten me with a flying gout, but I trust they are +mistaken.' His only comfort in those days was his correspondence with +Thomson and with Johnson. He kept pouring out song after song, +criticising, rewriting, changing what was foul and impure into songs of +the tenderest delicacy. He showed love in every mood, from the rapture +of pure passion in the _Lea Rig_, the maidenly abandon of _Whistle and +I'll come to you, my Lad_, to the humour of _Last May a Braw Wooer_ and +_Duncan Gray_, and the guileless devotion of _O wert thou in the Cauld +Blast_. But he sang of more than love. Turning from the coldness of the +high and mighty, who had once been his friends, he found consolation in +the naked dignity of manhood, and penned the hymn of humanity, _A Man's +a Man for a' that_. Perhaps he found his text in _Tristram Shandy_: +'Honours, like impressions upon coin, may give an ideal and local value +to a bit of base metal, but gold and silver pass all the world over with +no other recommendation than their own weight.' Something like this +occurs in Massinger's _Duke of Florence_, where it is said of princes +that + + 'They can give wealth and titles, but no virtues; + This is without their power.' + +Gower also had written-- + + 'A king can kill, a king can save; + A king can make a lord a knave, + And of a knave a lord also.' + +But the poem is undoubtedly Burns's, and it is one he must have written +ere he passed away. _Scots wha hae_ is another of his Dumfries poems. +Mr. Syme gives a highly-coloured and one-sided view of the poet riding +in a storm between Gatehouse and Kenmure, where we are assured he +composed this ode. Carlyle accepts Syme's authority, and adds: +'Doubtless this stern hymn was singing itself, as he formed it, through +the soul of Burns; but to the external ear it should be sung with the +throat of the whirlwind.' Burns gives an account of the writing of the +poem, which it is difficult to reconcile with Mr. Syme's sensational +details. It matters not, however, when or how it was written; we have it +now, one of the most martial and rousing odes ever penned. Not only has +it gripped the heart of Scotsmen, but it has taken the ear of the world; +its fire and vigour have inspired soldiers in the day of battle, and +consoled them in the hour of death. We are not forgetful of the fact +that Mrs. Hemans, who wrote some creditable verse, and the placid +Wordsworth, discussed this ode, and agreed that it was little else than +the rhodomontade of a schoolboy. It is a pity that such authorities +should have missed the charm of _Scots wha hae_. More than likely they +made up for the loss in a solitary appreciation of _Betty Foy_ or _The +Pilgrim Fathers_. + +Another martial ode, composed in 1795, was called forth by the immediate +dangers of the time. The country was roused by the fear of foreign +invasion, and Burns, who had enrolled himself in the ranks of the +Dumfriesshire Volunteers, penned the patriotic song, _Does Haughty Gaul +Invasion threat?_ This song itself might have reinstalled him in public +favour, and dispelled all doubt as to his loyalty, had he cared again to +court the society of those who had dropped him from the list of their +acquaintance. But Burns had grown indifferent to any favour save the +favour of his Muse; besides, he was now shattered in health, and +assailed with gloomy forebodings of an early death. For himself he would +have faced death manfully, but again it was the thought of wife and +bairns that unmanned him. + +Not content with supplying Thomson with songs, he wrote letters full of +hints and suggestions anent songs and song-making, and now and then he +gave a glimpse of himself at work. We see him sitting under the shade of +an old thorn crooning to himself until he gets a verse to suit the +measure he has in his mind; looking round for objects in nature that are +in unison and harmony with the cogitations of his fancy; humming every +now and then the air with the verses; retiring to his study to commit +his effusions to paper, and while he swings at intervals on the hind +legs of his elbow-chair, criticising what he has written. A common walk +of his when he was in the poetical vein was to the ruins of Lincluden +Abbey, whither he was often accompanied by his eldest boy; sometimes +towards Martingdon ford, on the north side of the Nith. When he returned +home with a set of verses, he listened attentively to his wife singing +them, and if she happened to find a word that was harsh in sound, a +smoother one was immediately substituted; but he would on no account +ever sacrifice sense to sound. + +During the earlier part of this year Burns had taken his full share in +the political contest that was going on, and fought for Heron of Heron, +the Whig candidate, with electioneering ballads, not to be claimed as +great poems nor meant to be so ranked, but marked with all his +incisiveness of wit and satire, and with his extraordinary deftness of +portraiture. Heron was the successful candidate, and his poetical +supporter again began to indulge in dreams of promotion: 'a life of +literary leisure with a decent competency was the summit of his wishes.' +But his dreams were not to be realised. + +In September his favourite child and only daughter, Elizabeth, died at +Mauchline, and he was prostrated with grief. He had also taken very much +to heart the inexplicable silence of his old friend, and for many years +constant correspondent, Mrs. Dunlop. To both these griefs he alludes in +a letter to her, dated January 31, 1796: 'These many months you have +been two packets in my debt. What sin of ignorance I have committed +against so highly valued a friend I am utterly at a loss to guess. Alas! +madam, I can ill afford at this time to be deprived of any of the small +remnant of my pleasures. I have lately drunk deep of the cup of +affliction. The autumn robbed me of my only daughter and darling child, +and that at a distance, too, and so rapidly as to put it out of my power +to pay my last duties to her. I had scarcely begun to recover from that +shock when I became myself the victim of a severe rheumatic fever, and +long the die spun doubtful, until, after many weeks of a sickbed, it +seems to have turned up life.' + +There was an evident decline in the poet's appearance, Dr. Currie tells +us, for upwards of a year before his death, and he himself was sensible +that his constitution was sinking. During almost the whole of the winter +of 1795-96 he had been confined to the house. Then follows the +unsubstantiated story which has done duty for Shakspeare and many other +poets. 'He dined at a tavern, returned home about three o'clock in a +very cold morning, benumbed and intoxicated. This was followed by an +attack of rheumatism.' It is difficult to kill a charitable myth, +especially one that is so agreeable to the levelling instincts of +ordinary humanity, and of such sweet consolation to the weaker brethren. +Of course there are variants of the story, with a stair and sleep and +snow brought in as sensational, if improbable, accessories; but such +stories as these all good men refuse to believe, unless they are +compelled to do so by the conclusive evidence of direct authority; and +that, in this case, is altogether awanting. All evidence that has been +forthcoming has gone directly against it, and the story may be accepted +as a myth. The fact is that brains have been ransacked to find reason +for the poet's early death,--as if the goings and comings of death could +be scientifically calculated in biography,--and the last years of his +'irregular life' are blamed: Dumfries is set apart as the chief sinner. +No doubt his life was irregular there; his duties were irregular; his +hours were irregular. But Burns in his thirty-six years, had lived a +full life, putting as much into one year as the ordinary sons of men put +into two. He had had threatenings of rheumatism and heart disease when +he was an overworked lad at Lochlea; and now his constitution was +breaking up from the rate at which he had lived. Excess of work more +than excess of drink brought him to an early grave. During his few +years' stay at Dumfries he had written over two hundred poems, songs, +etc., many of them of the highest excellence, and most of them now +household possessions. Besides his official duties, we know also that he +took a great interest in his home and in the education of his children. +Mr. Gray, master of the High School of Dumfries, who knew the poet +intimately, wrote a long and interesting letter to Gilbert Burns, in +which he mentions particularly the attention he paid to his children's +education. 'He was a kind and attentive father, and took great delight +in spending his evenings in the cultivation of the minds of his +children. Their education was the grand object of his life; and he did +not, like most parents, think it sufficient to send them to public +schools; he was their private instructor; and even at that early age +bestowed great pains in training their minds to habits of thought and +reflection, and in keeping them pure from every form of vice. This he +considered a sacred duty, and never to his last illness relaxed in his +diligence.' + +Throughout the winter of 1795 and spring of 1796, he could only keep up +an irregular correspondence with Thomson. 'Alas!' he wrote in April, 'I +fear it will be long ere I tune my lyre again. I have only known +existence by the pressure of the heavy hand of sickness, and counted +time by the repercussion of pain. I close my eyes in misery and open +them without hope.' Yet it was literally on his deathbed that he +composed the exquisite song, _O wert thou in the Cauld Blast_, in honour +of Jessie Lewars, who waited on him so faithfully. In June he wrote: 'I +begin to fear the worst. As to my individual self I am tranquil, and +would despise myself if I were not; but Burns's poor widow and half a +dozen of his dear little ones--helpless orphans!--there, I am weaker +than a woman's tear.' + +From Brow, whither he had gone to try the effect of sea-bathing, he +wrote several letters all in the same strain, one to Cunningham; a +pathetic one to Mrs. Dunlop, regretting her continued silence; and +letters begging a temporary loan to James Burness, Montrose, and to +George Thomson, whom he had been supplying with songs without fee or +reward. Thomson at once forwarded the amount asked--five pounds! To his +wife, who had not been able to accompany him, he wrote: 'My dearest +love, I delayed writing until I could tell you what effect sea-bathing +was likely to produce. It would be injustice to deny it has eased my +pain.... I will see you on Sunday.' + +During his stay at Brow he met again Mrs. Riddell, and she has left in a +letter her impression of his appearance at that time. 'The stamp of +death was imprinted on his features. He seemed already touching the +brink of eternity.... He spoke of his death with firmness as well as +feeling as an event likely to happen very soon.... He said he was well +aware that his death would occasion some noise, and that every scrap of +his writing would be revived against him, to the injury of his future +reputation.... The conversation was kept up with great evenness and +animation on his side. I had seldom seen his mind greater or more +collected.' + +When he returned from Brow he was worse than when he went away, and +those who saw him tottering to his door knew that they had looked their +last on the poet. The question in Dumfries for a day or two was, 'How is +Burns now?' And the question was not long in being answered. He knew he +was dying, but neither his humour nor his wit left him. 'John,' he said +to one of his brother volunteers, 'don't let the awkward squad fire over +me.' + +He lingered on for a day or two, his wife hourly expecting to be +confined and unable to attend to him, and Jessie Lewars taking her +place, a constant and devoted nurse. On the fourth day after his return, +July 21, he sank into delirium, and his children were summoned to the +bedside of their dying father, who quietly and gradually sank to rest. +His last words showed that his mind was still disturbed by the thought +of the small debt that had caused him so much annoyance. 'And thus he +passed,' says Carlyle, 'not softly, yet speedily, into that still +country where the hailstorms and fire-showers do not reach, and the +heaviest laden wayfarer at length lays down his load.' + + + + +CHAPTER IX + +SUMMARY AND ESTIMATE + + +In Mrs. Riddell's sketch of Burns, which appeared shortly after his +death, she starts with the somewhat startling statement that poetry was +not actually his _forte_. She did not question the excellence of his +songs, or seek to depreciate his powers as a poet, but she spoke of the +man as she had known him, and was one of the first to assert that Burns +was very much more than an uneducated peasant with a happy knack of +versification. Even in the present day we hear too much of the inspired +ploughman bursting into song as one that could not help himself, and +warbling of life and love in a kind of lyrical frenzy. The fact is that +Burns was a great intellectual power, and would have been a force in any +sphere of life or letters. All who met him and heard him talk have +insisted on the greatness of the man, apart from his achievements in +poetry. It was not his fame as a poet that made him the lion of a season +in Edinburgh, but the force and brilliancy of his conversation; and it +needs more than the reputation of a minstrel to explain the hold he has +on the affection and intelligence of the world to-day. + +On the other hand, it would be a mistake to accept his intellectual +greatness as a mere tradition of those who knew him, and to regret that +he has not left us some long and ponderous work worthy of the power he +possessed. It is an absurd idea to imagine that every great poet ought +to write an epic or a play. Burns's powers were concentrative, and he +could put into a song what a dramatist might elaborate into a five-act +tragedy; but that is not to say that the dramatist is the greater poet. +After all, the song is the more likely to live, and the more likely, +therefore, to keep the mission of the poet an enduring and living +influence in the lives of men. + +Still Burns might have been a great song-writer without becoming the +name and power he is in the world to-day. The lyrical gift implies a +quick emotional sense, which in some cases may be little more than a +beautiful defect in a weak nature. But Burns was essentially a strong +man. His very vices are the vices of a robust and healthy humanity. +Besides being possessed of all the qualities of a great singer, he was +at the same time vigorously human and throbbing with the love and joy of +life. It is this sterling quality of manhood that has made Burns the +poet and the power he is. He looked out on the world with the eyes of a +man, and saw things in their true colours and in their natural +relations. He regarded the world into which he had been born, and saw it +not as some other poet or an artist or a painter might have beheld +it,--for the purposes of art,--but in all its uncompromising realism; +and what his eye saw clearly, his lips as clearly uttered. His first and +greatest gift, therefore, as a poet was his manifest sincerity. His men +and women are living human beings; his flowers are real flowers; his +dogs, real dogs, and nothing more. All his pictures are presented in +the simplest and fewest possible words. There is no suspicion of +trickery; no attempt to force words to carry a weight of meaning they +are incapable of expressing. He knew nothing of the deification of +style, and on absolute truthfulness and unidealised reality rested his +poetical structure. Wordsworth speaks of him-- + + 'Whose light I hailed when first it shone, + And showed my youth + How verse may build a princely throne + On humble truth.' + +It is this quality that made Burns the interpreter of the lives of his +fellow-men, not only to an outside world that knew them not, but to +themselves. And he has glorified those lives in the interpretation, not +by the introduction of false elements or the elimination of unlovely +features, but simply by his insistence, in spite of the sordidness of +poverty, on the naked dignity of man. + +Everything he touched became interesting because it was interesting to +him, and he spoke forth what he felt. For Burns did not go outside of +his own life, either in time or place, for subject. There are poetry and +romance, tragedy and comedy ever waiting for the man who has eyes to see +them; and Burns's stage was the parish of Tarbolton, and he found his +poetry in (or rendered poetical) the ordinary humdrum life round about +him. For that reason it is, perhaps, that he has been called the +satirist and singer of a parish. Had he lived nowadays, he would have +been relegated to the kailyard, there to cultivate his hardy annuals +and indigenous daisies. For Burns did not affect exotics, and it +requires a specialist in manure to produce blue dandelions or sexless +ferns. In the narrow sense of the word he was not parochial. Whilst true +to class and country, he reached out a hand to universal man. A Scotsman +of Scotsmen, he endeared himself to the hearts of a people; but he was +from first to last a man, and so has found entrance to the hearts of all +men. Although local in subject, he was artistic in treatment; he might +address the men and women of Mauchline, but he spoke with the voice of +humanity, and his message was for mankind. + +Besides interpreting the lives of the Scottish peasantry, he revived for +them their nationality. For he was but the last of the great bards that +sang the Iliad of Scotland; and in him, when patriotism was all but +dead, and a hybrid culture was making men ashamed of their land and +their language, the voices of nameless ballad-makers and forgotten +singers blended again into one great voice that sang of the love of +country, till men remembered their fathers, and gloried in the name of +Scotsmen. His patriotism, however, was not parochial. It was no mere +prejudice which bound him hand and foot to Scottish theme and Scottish +song. He knew that there were lands beyond the Cheviots, and that men of +other countries and other tongues joyed and sorrowed, toiled and sweated +and struggled and hoped even as he did. He was attached to the people of +his own rank in life, the farmers and ploughmen amongst whom he had been +born and bred; but his sympathies went out to all men, prince or +peasant, beggar or king, if they were worthy of the name of men he +recognised them as brothers. It is this sympathy which gives him his +intimate knowledge of mankind. He sees into the souls of his fellows; +the thoughts of their hearts are visible to his piercing eye. He who had +mixed only with hard-working men, and scarcely ever been beyond the +boundary of his parish, wrote of court and parliament as if he had known +princes and politicians from his boyhood. The goodwife of Wauchope House +would hardly credit that he had come straight from the plough-stilts-- + + 'And then sae slee ye crack your jokes + O' Willie Pitt and Charlie Fox; + Our great men a' sae weel descrive, + And how to gar the nation thrive, + Ane maist would swear ye dwalt amang them, + And as ye saw them sae ye sang them.' + +But his intuitive knowledge of men is apparent in almost all he wrote. +Every character he has drawn stands out a living and breathing +personality. This is greatly due to the fact that he studied those he +met, as _men_, dismissing the circumstance of birth and rank, of costly +apparel, or beggarly rags. For rank and station after all are mere +accidents, and count for nothing in an estimate of character. Indeed, +Burns was too often inclined from his hard experience of life to go +further than this, and to count them disqualifying circumstances. This +aggressive independence was, however, always as far removed from +insolence as it was from servility. He saw clearly that the 'pith o' +sense and pride o' worth' are beyond all the dignities a king can +bestow; and he looked to the time when class distinctions would cease, +and the glory of manhood be the highest earthly dignity. + + 'Then let us pray that come it may-- + As come it will for a' that-- + That sense and worth, o'er a' the earth, + May bear the gree and a' that! + For a' that, and a' that, + It's comin' yet, for a' that, + That man to man, the warld o'er, + Shall brothers be for a' that!' + +Besides this abiding love of his fellow-man, or because of it, Burns had +also a childlike love of nature and all created things. He sings of the +mountain daisy turned up by his plough; his heart goes out to the mouse +rendered homeless after all its provident care. Listening at home while +the storm made the doors and windows rattle, he bethought him on the +cattle and sheep and birds outside-- + + 'I thought me on the ourie cattle + Or silly sheep, wha bide this brattle + O' wintry war, + And thro' the drift, deep-lairing, sprattle + Beneath a scaur.' + +Nor is there in his love of nature any transcendental strain; no mawkish +sentimentality, and consequently in its expression no bathos. Everywhere +in his poetry nature comes in, at times in artistically selected detail, +at times again with a deft suggestive touch that is telling and +effective, yet always in harmony with the feeling of the poem, and +always subordinate to it. His descriptions of scenery are never dragged +in. They are incidental and complementary; human life and human feeling +are the first consideration; to this his scenery is but the setting and +background. He is never carried away by the force or beauty of his +drawing as a smaller artist might have been. The picture is given with +simple conciseness, and he leaves it; nor does he ever attempt to +elaborate a detail into a separate poem. The description of the burn in +_Hallowe'en_ is most beautiful in itself, yet it is but a detail in a +great picture-- + + 'Whyles owre a linn the burnie plays, + As thro' the glen it wimpl't; + Whyles round a rocky scaur it strays; + Whyles in a wiel it dimpl't; + Whyles glitter'd to the nightly rays, + Wi' bickerin', dancin' dazzle; + Whyles cookit underneath the braes, + Below the spreading hazel, + Unseen that night.' + +That surely is the perfection of description; whilst the wimple of the +burn is echoed in the music of the verse! + +Allied to the clearness of vision and truthfulness of presentment of +Burns, growing out of them it may be, is that graphic power in which he +stands unexcelled. He is a great artist, and word-painting is not the +least of his many gifts. He combines terseness and lucidity, which is a +rare combination in letters; his phrasing is as beautiful and fine as it +is forcible, which is a distinction rarer still. Hundreds of examples of +his pregnant phrasing might be cited, but it is best to see them in the +poems. Many have become everyday expressions, and have passed into the +proverbs of the country. + +Another of Burns's gifts was the saving grace of humour. This, of +course, is not altogether a quality distinct in itself, but rather a +particular mode in which love or tenderness or pity may manifest +itself. This humour is ever glinting forth from his writings. Some of +his poems--_The Farmer's Address to his Auld Mare_, for example--are +simply bathed in it, and we see the subject glowing in its light, soft +and tremulous, as of an autumn sunset. In others, again, it flashes and +sparkles, more sportive than tender. But, however it manifest itself, we +recognise at once that it has a character of its own, which marks it off +from the humour of any other writer; it is a peculiar possession of +Burns. + +Perhaps the poem in which all Burns's poetic qualities are seen at their +best is _The Jolly Beggars_. The subject may be low and the materials +coarse, but that only makes the finished poem a more glorious +achievement. For the poem is a unity. We see those vagabonds for a +moment's space holding high revel in Poosie Nansie's; but in that brief +glance we see them from their birth to their death. They are flung into +the world, and go zigzagging through it, chaffering and cheating, +swaggering and swearing; kicked and cuffed from parish to parish; their +only joy of existence an occasional night like this, a carnival of drink +and all sensuality; snapping their fingers in the face of the world, and +as they have lived so going down defiantly to death, a laugh on their +lips and a curse in their heart. Every character in it is individual and +distinct from his neighbour; the language from first to last simple, +sensuous, musical. Of this poem Matthew Arnold says: 'It has a breadth, +truth, and power which make the famous scene in Auerbach's cellar of +Goethe's _Faust_ seem artificial and tame beside it, and which are only +matched by Shakspeare and Aristophanes.' + +_The Cotter's Saturday Night_ has usually, in Scotland, been the most +lauded of his poems. Many writers give it as his best. It is a pious +opinion, but is not sound criticism. Burns handicapped himself, not only +by the stanza he selected for this poem, but also by the attitude he +took towards his subject. He is never quite himself in it. We admire its +many beauties; we see the life of the poor made noble and dignified; we +see, in the end, the soul emerging from the tyranny of time and +circumstance; but with all that we feel that there is something +awanting. The priest-like father is drawn from life, and the picture is +beautiful; not less deftly drawn is the mother's portrait, though it be +not so frequently quoted: + + 'The mother, wi' a woman's wiles, can spy + What makes the youth so bashfu' and so grave; + Weel pleased to think her bairn's respected like the lave.' + +The last line gives one of the most natural and most subtle touches in +the whole poem. The closing verses are, I think, unhappy. The poet has +not known when to stop, keeps writing after he has finished, and so +becomes stilted and artificial. + +It is in his songs, however, more than in his poems, that we find Burns +most regularly at his best. And excellence in song-writing is a rare +gift. The snatches scattered here and there throughout the plays of +Shakspeare are perhaps the only collection of lyrics that can at all +stand comparison with the wealth of minstrelsy Burns has left behind +him. This was his undying legacy to the world. Song-writing was a labour +of love, almost his only comfort and consolation in the dark days of his +later years. He set himself to this as to a congenial task, and he knew +that he was writing himself into the hearts of unborn generations. His +songs live; they are immortal, because every one is a bit of his soul. +These are no feverish, hysterical jingles of clinking verse, dead save +for the animating breath of music. They sing themselves, because the +spirit of song is in them. Quite as marvellous as his excellence in this +department of poetry is his variety of subject. He has a song for every +age; a musical interpretation of every mood. But this is a subject for a +book to itself. His songs are sung all over the world. The love he sings +appeals to all, for it is elemental, and is the love of all. Heart +speaks to heart in the songs of Robert Burns; there is a freemasonry in +them that binds Scotsmen to Scotsmen across the seas in the firmest +bonds of brotherhood. + +What place Burns occupies as a poet has been determined not so much by +the voice of criticism, as by the enthusiastic way in which his +fellow-mortals have taken him to their heart. The summing-up of a judge +counts for little when the jury has already made up its mind. What +matters it whether a critic argues Burns into a first or second or third +rate poet? His countrymen, and more than his countrymen, his brothers +all the world over, who read in his writings the joys and sorrows, the +temptations and trials, the sins and shortcomings of a great-hearted +man, have accepted him as a prophet, and set him in the front rank of +immortals. They admire many poets; they love Robert Burns. They have +been told their love is unreasoning and unreasonable. It may be so. Love +goes by instinct more than by reason; and who shall say it is wrong? Yet +Burns is not loved because of his faults and failings, but in spite of +them. His sins are not hidden. He himself confessed them again and +again, and repented in sackcloth and ashes. If he did not always abjure +his weaknesses, he denounced them, and with no uncertain voice; nor do +we know how hardly he strove to do more. + +What estimate is to be taken of Burns as a man will have many and +various answers. Those who still denounce him as the chief of sinners, +and without mercy condemn him out of his own mouth, are those whom Burns +has pilloried to all posterity. There are dull, phlegmatic beings with +blood no warmer than ditch-water, who are virtuous and sober citizens +because they have never felt the force of temptation. What power could +tempt them? The tree may be parched and blistered in the heat of +noonday, but the parasitical fungus draining its sap remains cool--and +poisonous. So in the glow of sociability the Pharisee remains cold and +clammy; the fever of love leaves his blood at zero. How can such +anomalies understand a man of Burns's wild and passionate nature, or, +indeed, human nature at all? The broad fact remains, however much we may +deplore his sins and shortcomings, they are the sins and shortcomings of +a large-hearted, healthy, human being. Had he loved less his fellow men +and women, he might have been accounted a better man. After all, too, it +must be remembered that his failings have been consistently exaggerated. +Coleridge, in his habit of drawing nice distinctions, admits that Burns +was not a man of degraded genius, but a degraded man of genius. Burns +was neither the one nor the other. In spite of the occasional excesses +of his later years, he did not degenerate into drunkenness, nor was the +sense of his responsibilities as a husband, a father, and a man less +clear and acute in the last months of his life than it had ever been. +Had he lived a few years longer, we should have seen the man mellowed by +sorrow and suffering, braving life, not as he had done all along with +the passionate vehemence of undisciplined youth, but with the fortitude +and dignity of one who had learned that contentment and peace are gifts +the world cannot give, and, if he haply find them in his own heart, +which it cannot take away. That is the lesson we read in the closing +months of Burns's chequered career. + +But it was not to be. His work was done. The message God had sent him +into the world to deliver he had delivered, imperfectly and with +faltering lips it may be, but a divine message all the same. And because +it is divine men still hear it gladly and believe. + +Let all his failings and defects be acknowledged, his sins as a man and +his limitations as a poet, the want of continuity and purpose in his +work and life; but at the same time let his nobler qualities be weighed +against these, and the scale 'where the pure gold is, easily turns the +balance.' In the words of Angellier: 'Admiration grows in proportion as +we examine his qualities. When we think of his sincerity, of his +rectitude, of his kindness towards man and beast; of his scorn of all +that is base, his hatred of all knavery which in itself would be an +honour; of his disinterestedness, of the fine impulses of his heart, and +the high aspirations of his spirit; of the intensity and idealism +necessary to maintain his soul above its circumstances; when we reflect +that he has expressed all these generous sentiments to the extent of +their constituting his intellectual life; that they have fallen from him +as jewels ... as if his soul had been a furnace for the purification of +precious metals, we are tempted to regard him as belonging to the elect +spirits of humanity, to those gifted with exceptional goodness. When we +recall what he suffered, what he surmounted, and what he has effected; +against what privations his genius struggled into birth and lived; the +perseverance of his apprenticeship; his intellectual exploits; and, +after all, his glory, we are inclined to maintain that what he failed to +accomplish or undertake is as nothing in comparison with his +achievements.... There is nothing left but to confess that the clay of +which he was made was thick with diamonds, and that his life was one of +the most valiant and the most noble a poet ever has lived.' + +With Burns's own words we may fitly conclude. 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