That Hour O' Night's Black Arch The

If There 's A Hole In A' Your Coats, I Rede Ye Tent It; A Chiel 's Amang Ye Takin' Notes, And, Faith, He 'll Prent It.

Your Lines, I Maintain It, Are Poetry, And Good Poetry.... Friendship... Had I Been So Blest As To Have Met With You In Time, Might Have Led Me - God Of Love Only Knows Where.

But Of All Nonsense, Religious Nonsense Is The Most Nonsensical; So Enough, & More Than Enough Of It - Only, By The Bye, Will You, Or Can You Tell Me, My Dear Cunningham, Why A Religioso Turn Of Mind Has Always A Tendency To Narrow And Illiberalise The Heart?

Look Abroad Through Nature's Range, Nature's Mighty Law Is Change.

My Son, These Maxims Make A Rule An Lump Them Ay Thegither: The Rigid Righteous Is A Fool, The Rigid Wise Anither.