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| The Holy Tulzie or The Twa Herds | |
| Author: | Robert Burns |
| Language: | Scots |
| Country: | Scotland |
| Genre: | Poems |
| Title Orig: | The Holy Tulzie |
'The Holy Tulzie', 'The Twa Herds' or 'An Unco Mournfu' Tale was a poem written in 1784 by Robert Burns whilst living at Mossgiel, Mauchline, about a strong disagreement, not on doctrine, but on the parish boundaries, between two 'Auld Licht' ministers, John Russel and Alexander Moodie[1] It was followed by "The Holy Fair", "The Ordination", "The Kirk's Alarm", "Holy Willie's Prayer", etc.
The poem was first published in 1796 by Stewart and Meikle, Glasgow in one penny or two penny pamphlet 'Chap-book' form, 18 mo size.[2] Tulzie in Scots means 'a brawl'. Because of its controversial content it didn't appear in any edition of Burns's Poems, Chiefly in the Scottish Dialect during his lifetime. It appeared as a pamphlet again in 1799 on Saturday, 3 August and in book form in 1801.[3]
Lockhart comments that this was "a piece not given either by Currie or Gilbert Burns, though printed by Mr. Paul, and omitted, certainly for no very intelligible reason, in editions where "The Holy Fair", "The Ordination," found admittance.
Both ministers were elected by their congregations, unlike the Rev James Mackinlay whose patron at the Laigh Kirk was the Earl of Glencairn and the resulting dissatisfaction led to Burns penning "The Ordination".[4] Both were Auld Licht Calvinists.
Alexander was a Calvinist and a dedicated adherent of the Auld Licht views. He had a hyperactive and deafening preaching style.[6] Burns also references him in the Holy Fair[6] with :
His lengthen'd chin, his turned-up snout, His eldritch squeel an' gestures, O how they fire the heart devout.. |
This was followed by a lampooning in The Kirk's Alarm where his swarthy complexion earned him the title of Singet Sawnie.[6]
Like his colleague at Riccarton he was an Auld Licht Calvinist with the same hellfire and damnation bellicose preaching style.[8] He appears in the "Holy Fair" he figures as Black Russell and as Wordy Russell in "The Twa Herds".[8] In the "Kirks Alarm" Burns highlights his Auld Licht style :
Rumble John | Rumble John! mount the steps with a groan, Cry, the Book is with heresy cramm'd; Then lug out your ladle, deal brimstone like aidle, And roar every note o' the Damn'd, Rumble John | And roar every note o' the Damn'd. |
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He was well versed in religious knowledge and on one occasion he met Burns in a barber's in Fore Street where they became embroiled in a heated discussion on a point of religious topic, that after a while had Burns overwhelmed and he silently accepted defeat by hurriedly leaving the premises.
Russel was an author with several religious pamphlets and books to his credit.[8] He moved to Stirling and was buried there in the churchyard of the Church of the Holy Rood where the memorial intimates that he was well respected by the time of his death.[5]
The High Church in Kilmarnock was greatly altered in 1868 with stained glass, an organ provided and other improvements made. Burns's first printer, John Wilson, was buried in the kirkyard. The building is no longer in use as a church however the kirkyard can still be accessed.
The two ministers had been friends however a dispute over the boundaries of their respectives parishes developed into a furious argument and public scandal that attracted Robert Burns's poetic talents with impressive results. This dispute had come before the Presbytery at Irvine for resolution with many people present from the parishes in question, however "the two protagonists tore at each other like strutting cockerels, showing little Christian forbearance."[9] Burns referred to the dispute as a "bitter and shameless quarrel ..., at the time when the hue and cry against patronage was as the worst."[3] Lockhart's description was that the pair fell foul of each other "with a fiery virulence of personal invective, such as has been banished from all popular assemblies, wherein the laws of courtesy are enforced by those of a certain unwritten code.."
The story told locally may go some way towards explaining the heated exchanges for it is said that the pair were riding home from Ayr one evening when Moodie, being in a cheerful mood, "tickled the rear of his neighbour's horse with his switch, causing it to perform certain antics which sadly discommoded "Rumble John", and made him the amusement of passing wayfarers."
Burns's autobiographical letter to John Moore written at Mauchline on 2 August 1787 gives us some insight into the origin of the poem:
"I now began to be known in the neighborhood as a maker of rhymes. The first of my poetic offspring that saw the light was a burlesque lamentation on a quarrel between two reverend Calvinists, both of them dramatis personae in my Holy Fair. I had an idea myself that the piece had some merit; but to prevent the worst, I gave a copy of it to a friend who was very fond of these things, and told him I could not guess who was the Author of it, but that I thought it pretty clever. With a certain side of both clergy and laity it met with a roar of applause. Holy Willie's Prayer next made its appearance, and alarmed the kirk-Session so much that they held three several meetings to look over their holy artillery, if any of it was pointed against profane Rhymers".[10]
Burns's comment "The first of my poetic offspring that saw the light" has often been misunderstood as meaning that this 1784 poem was his first poetic work, but it is only a reference, with a pun on the word light as in Auld licht, meaning that this was the first of his unprinted, but widely copied and circulated poems to catch the awareness of the general public, so that he was recognised as a poet for the first time. As stated, it was first printed in 1796 after his death under the title "An Unco Mournfu' Tale".[11]
"Blockheads with reason wicked wits abhor, But fool with fool is barbarous civil war," Pope, Dunciad, Bk.III, II. 175-6. |
O a' ye pious godly flocks, Weel fed on pastures orthodox, Wha now will keep you frae the fox, Or worrying tykes? Or wha will tent the waifs an' crocks, About the dykes? The twa best herds in a' the wast, The e'er ga'e gospel horn a blast These five an' twenty simmers past- Oh, dool to tell | Hae had a bitter black out-cast Atween themsel'. O a' ye pious godly flocks, Weel fed on pastures orthodox, Wha now will keep you frae the fox, Or worrying tykes? Or wha will tent the waifs an' crocks, About the dykes? The twa best herds in a' the wast, The e'er ga'e gospel horn a blast These five an' twenty simmers past- Oh, dool to tell! Hae had a bitter black out-cast Atween themsel'. O, Moddie,*(1) man, an' wordy Russel,*(2) How could you raise so vile a bustle; Ye'll see how New-Light herds will whistle, An' think it fine | Lord's cause ne'er gat sic a twistle, Sin' I hae min'. O, sirs! whae'er wad hae expeckit Your duty ye wad sae negleckit, Ye wha were ne'er by lairds respeckit To wear the plaid; But by the brutes themselves eleckit, To be their guide. What flock wi' Moodie's flock could rank?- Sae hale and hearty every shank | Nae poison'd soor Arminian stank He let them taste; Frae Calvin's well, aye clear, drank, - O, sic a feast! The thummart, willcat, brock, an' tod, Weel kend his voice thro' a' the wood, He smell'd their ilka hole an' road, Baith out an in; An' weel he lik'd to shed their bluid, An' sell their skin. What herd like Russel tell'd his tale; His voice was heard thro' muir and dale, He kenn'd the Lord's sheep, ilka tail, Owre a' the height; An' saw gin they were sick or hale, At the first sight. He fine a mangy sheep could scrub, Or nobly fling the gospel club, And New-Light herds could nicely drub Or pay their skin; Could shake them o'er the burning dub, Or heave them in. Sic twa-O | do I live to see't?- Sic famous twa should disagree't, And names, like "villain," "hypocrite," Ilk ither gi'en, While New-Light herds, wi' laughin spite, Say neither's liein! A' ye wha tent the gospel fauld, There's Duncan*(3) deep, an' Peebles*4 shaul, But chiefly thou, apostle Auld,*(5) We trust in thee, That thou wilt work them, het an' cauld, Till they agree. Consider, sirs, how we're beset; There's scarce a new herd that we get, But comes frae 'mang that cursed set, I winna name; I hope frae heav'n to see them yet In fiery flame. Dalrymple*(6) has been lang our fae, M'Gill*(7) has wrought us meikle wae, An' that curs'd rascal ca'd M'Quhae,*(8) And baith the Shaws,*(9) That aft hae made us black an' blae, Wi' vengefu' paws. Auld Wodrow*(10) lang has hatch'd mischief; We thought aye death wad bring relief; But he has gotten, to our grief, Ane to succeed him,*(11) A chield wha'll soundly buff our beef; I meikle dread him. And mony a ane that I could tell, Wha fain wad openly rebel, Forby turn-coats amang oursel', There's Smith*(12) for ane; I doubt he's but a grey nick quill, An' that ye'll fin'. O | a' ye flocks o'er a, the hills, By mosses, meadows, moors, and fells, Come, join your counsel and your skills To cowe the lairds, An' get the brutes the power themsel's To choose their herds. Then Orthodoxy yet may prance, An' Learning in a woody dance, An' that fell cur ca'd Common Sense, That bites sae sair, Be banished o'er the sea to France: Let him bark there. Then Shaw's an' D'rymple's eloquence, M'Gill's close nervous excellence M'Quhae's pathetic manly sense, An' guid M'Math, Wi' Smith, wha thro' the heart can glance, May a' pack aff. |
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1: Rev. Mr. Moodie of Riccarton
2: Rev. John Russel of Kilmarnock
3: Dr. Robert Duncan of Dundonald
4: Rev. William Peebles of Newton-on-Ayr
5: Rev. William Auld of Mauchline
6: Rev. Dr. William Dalrymple of Ayr
7: Rev. William M'Gill, colleague of Dr. Dalrymple
8: Rev. Dr. William M'Quhae, Minister of St. Quivox
9: Dr. Andrew Shaw of Craigie, and Dr. David Shaw of Coylton
10: Patrick Wodrow of Tarbolton (son of Robert Wodrow, the historian of the Covenanters.)
11: Rev. John M'Math, a young assistant and successor to Wodrow
12: Rev. George Smith of Galston
Most of these individuals were 'Auld Licht' however the University of Glasgow-educated William Dalrymple and Robert Duncan were 'New Licht', the more liberal minded ministers, as were McGill, Patrick Wodrow, William McQuhae, David and Andrew Shaw and McMath.[12] The 'New Lichts' were are referred to as 'Arminian', meaning that they had a moderate liberal theology as developed by Jacobus Arminius, were moralistic in their preaching and served their flock with understanding and compassion.
The right of the patronage held by landowners to choose the minister, rather than the congregation, is a theme here as it was very contentious at the time and Burns even suggests that congregations should seek the right to choose their minister. The plaid reference is to the dress worn at the time as 'shepherds' to their flock or 'herd'. Burns used the term 'Brutes' to describe the ministers congregations however this can be seen in the light of the Russel and Moodie being shepherds of their respective herds, as in "The Twa Herds".[11]
The climax of the poems on a religious theme such as "Address to the Deil", "The Kirk's Alarm", "The Ordination" and "The Holy Fair" was "Holy Willie's Prayer." Written in 1785 and first printed anonymously in an eight-page pamphlet in 1789.[13] It is considered the greatest of all Burns' satirical poems, amongst the finest satires ever written,[14] a withering attack on religious hypocrisy. Burns wrote to Cunningham: “If there be any truth in the orthodox faith of the Churches, I am damned past redemption, and, what is worse, damned to all eternity.”