The poem
SEARCHING auld wives’ barrels, Ochon the day! That clarty barm should stain my laurels: But—what’ll ye say? These movin’ things ca’d wives an’ weans, Wad move the very hearts o’ stanes!
Extemporaneous Effusion on being appointed to an Excise Division
282Poems and Songs. The Harvard Classics. 1909–14.
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