Degenerate.     Mark  ruffian  Violence,  distain'd  with  crimes ;
Rousing  elate  in  these  degenerate  times ;

On  Death  ofR.  Dundas.
lliat  wound  degenerate  ages  cannot  cure.      .        .        .      lb.
Those  fathers  would  spurn  their  degenerate  son,

Poet.  Add.  to  Tytler.
And,  agonising,  curse  the  time  and  place
When  ye  begat  the  base,  degenVate  race  !

The  Brigs  of  Ayr,  g.
Degree.    A  country  lad  is  my  degree,      S.  Behind  yon  hills  t

In  the  rolling  tide  of  spreading  Clyde
There  sits  an  isle  of  nigh  degree,

S.  The  bonie  Lass  4^/" Albany.
Which,  by  degrees,  slips  round  her  neck,    The  Holy  Fair.  //.
But  tho'  he  was  o'  high  degree.
The  ficnt  a  pride  na  pride  had  he,  .  The  Twa  Dogs.
O  had  she  but  been  of  a  lower  degree.
5".  Therv's  auld  Rob  M.f
Woor  by  degrees,  till  her  last  roon

Gaed  past  their  viewin.     To  W.  Simpson.  P.S.
Deign.
Whose  rhymes  you'll  perhaps.  Sir,  ne'er  deign  to  peruse :

Fragment,  inscr.  to  Fox.
DeiU  Dell,  Diel  [devil].
And  ony  De'il  that  thinks  to  get  you.
Good  Lord  deceive  him, .        .      A  Farewell.
Tm  sure  sma'  pleasure  it  can  gie,

Ev'n  to  a  deil, .        .        .   Add.  to  the  Deil,  2.
Deil  blin'  them  wi'  the  stoure  o*t,   .         .S*.  Arva,  whigs,  aweu

Wha  the  de'il  ever  thinks  o'  the  road  he  has  past.
S.  Contented  wi  little  \
Is  just  as  true's  the  Deil's  in  h-11.
Or  Dublin  city :    Death  and  Dr.  Hornbook.  2.
Diel  mak  his  kingVhood  in  a  spleuchan !       .        .         lb.  14.
S.  Does  haughty  Gauli

.  Epit.  on  D.  C.
Epit.  on  Holy  Willie.
