an answer to
ANDREW MOFFAT’s SMALL POEM,
on singing
CHURCH-MUSIC.
By R. Howden.
[Should the Reader suppose the following verses borrowed from, or built upon Macfarlane's Letter, lately published on the same subject, the Author assures him, that this was written previous to his seeing the above Letter; though he did not intend it at that time for publication: neither does he come forward as a combatant with Macfarlane, but that at the mouth of at least two witnesses the thing might be established.]
MY books I saw the other day
Were a’ gone to confusion;
Some’s frontispiece was torn away,
Some wanted the conclusion,
Some bound in calf, and some in boards,
Some hanging a’ in tatters,
Some fu’ o’ sense and weighty words,
And some o’ childish matters.
