Robert Fergusson

When Robert Burns arrived in Edinburgh in 1786, he made a pilgrimage to the Canongate kirkyard to pay his respects to the young man, Robert Fergusson who had inspired his poetry, and whose grave had remained unmarked since his death at the age of 24 in October 1774. Robert Burns was to describe Ferguson as "my elder brother in misfortune, by far my elder brother in the muse".

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Statue of Robert Fergusson on the Royal Mile, Edinburgh

Early Life

Robert Fergusson (September 5, 1750 - October 16, 1774), was the fourth of five children of William Fergusson and his wife Elizabeth Forbes. He was born in Cap and Feather Close, in Edinburgh's Old Town Fergusson entered Edinburgh's High School in 1758, and gained a bursary to attend the Grammar School in Dundee in 1762 (the "David Fergusson mortification", a scholarship for those with the surname Fergusson). Two years later, he enrolled at St Andrews University, where he gained a reputation for pranks, and began writing poetry. At that time, students following the Arts curriculum at St Andrews could study Greek and Latin throughout the course, with Mathematics and Logic in the second year, Mathematics and Moral Philosophy in the third, and Natural Philosophy in the fourth. Fergusson excelled at mathematics, and became a favourite pupil of the Professor of Mathematics, the farmer-poet William Wilkie.

The "Daft Days"

When his father died in 1767, Fergusson returned to Edinburgh in 1768 without a degree, and found a job as a copyist for the Commissary Office to support his widowed mother; despite this dull occupation, he became a whole-hearted participant in Edinburgh club life, and was a member of the Cape Club ,and the Robinhood Society (a debating society). On 7th February 1771, he published (anonymously) the first of three pastorals in Ruddiman’s Weekly Magazine, entitled ‘Morning’, ‘Noon’ and ‘Night’, and Ruddiman's became a staunch patron of his verse. Fergusson began writing mainly in the Scots tongue, evoking vivid pictures of life in the Old Town. His first of these, The Daft Days, was published by Ruddiman's in January 1772:

"Now mirk December's dowie face

Glours our the rigs wi' sour grimace,

While, thro' his minimum of space,

The bleer-ey'd sun

Wi' blinkin light and stealing pace,

His race doth run."

from The Daft Days

Fergusson is particularly notable for the choice he made to write in vernacular Scots, but he also wrote in English. Here, written in English, is his "Character of a Friend, in an Epitaph which he desired the Author to write."

"Under this turf, to mould'ring earth consign'd,

Lies he, who once was fickle as the wind.

Alike the scenes of good and ill he knew,

From the chaste temple to the lewdest stew.

Virtue and vice in him alternate reign'd;

That fill'd his mind, and this his pocket drain'd,

Till in the contest they so stubborn grew,

Death gave the parting blow, and both withdrew.."

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Early Death

At the end of 1773, acute depression led Fergusson to give up his job. He was admitted to the public asylum, where he died in October 1774. The first edition of Fergusson's poems was published by Ruddiman at Edinburgh in 1773, and a supplement with additional poems, in 1779. A second edition appeared in 1785.

Burns paid for the headstone that now marks Fergusson's grave and composed its inscription:

"No sculptur'd marble here, nor pompus lay,

No story'd urn nor animated bust;

This simple stone directs pale Scotia's way

To pour her sorrows o'er her poet's dust."

The back of the stone displays a tribute which reads, "By special grant of the managers to Robert Burns who erected this stone this burial place is to remain for ever sacred to the memory of Robert Fergusson."

Years later, after being damaged, the gravestone was repaired by Robert Louis Stevenson. In May 1894, Stevenson, who was then in Samoa, wrote to Charles Baxter in Edinburgh to ask "I wonder if an inscription like this would look arrogant - This stone originally erected by Robert Burns has been repaired at the charges of Robert Louis Stevenson, and is by him re-dedicated to the memory of Robert Fergusson, as the gift of one Edinburgh lad to another."

Fergusson's grave is in Canongate Kirkyard on Edinburgh's Royal Mile; a statue of Fergusson now stands outside the Kirk.