I.19a "Hear me, auld Hangie, for a wee"

A poem in Scottish dialect addressed to the devil: "Lang syne, in Eden's bonnie yard..." Burns? It is a delightful poem, in a kind of Kitschy way. Zukofksy has a lot of dialect poems in this book. A

19b "What was I, or my generation"

Another poem about eternal damnation, in more or less the same dialect as 19a. It combines effective language with some (unintentionally?) comic effects: "Yet here I am, a chosen sample / To show they grace is great and ample." No masterpiece, but with a naive charm. B