Poems: Poems-v. 2. Poems as they appeared inthe early Edinburgh editions.-v. 3. Posthmuous [!] poems.-v. 4. SongsJ. M'Kie, 1786 |
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... owre his hurdies wi ' a fwirl . Nae doubt but they were fain o ' ither , An ' unco pack an ' thick thegither ; Wï ' social nose whyles snuff'd an ' snowket ; Whiles mice and modewurks they howket ; Whiles fcour'd awa in lang excurfion ...
... owre his hurdies wi ' a fwirl . Nae doubt but they were fain o ' ither , An ' unco pack an ' thick thegither ; Wï ' social nose whyles snuff'd an ' snowket ; Whiles mice and modewurks they howket ; Whiles fcour'd awa in lang excurfion ...
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... owre true that ye hae faid ,. Sic game is now owre aften play'd ; There's monie a creditable ftock O ' decent , honest ( 16 )
... owre true that ye hae faid ,. Sic game is now owre aften play'd ; There's monie a creditable ftock O ' decent , honest ( 16 )
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... owre the wee bit cup an ' platie , They fip the scandal - potion pretty ; Or lee - lang nights , wi ' crabbet leuks , Pore owre the devil's pictur'd beuks ; Stake on a chance a farmer's stackyard , An ' cheat like ony unbang'd ...
... owre the wee bit cup an ' platie , They fip the scandal - potion pretty ; Or lee - lang nights , wi ' crabbet leuks , Pore owre the devil's pictur'd beuks ; Stake on a chance a farmer's stackyard , An ' cheat like ony unbang'd ...
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... owre the brink , In glorious faem , Inspire me , till I lifp an ' wink , To fing thy name ! Let husky Wheat the haughs adorn , And Aits fet up their awnie horn , An ' Pease an ' Beans , at een or morn , Perfume the plain , Leeze me on ...
... owre the brink , In glorious faem , Inspire me , till I lifp an ' wink , To fing thy name ! Let husky Wheat the haughs adorn , And Aits fet up their awnie horn , An ' Pease an ' Beans , at een or morn , Perfume the plain , Leeze me on ...
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... owre a glass o ' Whisky - punch Wi ' honeft men ! O Whisky ! foul o ' plays an ' pranks ! Accept a Bardie's gratefu ' thanks ! When wanting thee , what tuneless cranks Are my poor Verses ! Thou comes- they rattle i ' their ranks At ...
... owre a glass o ' Whisky - punch Wi ' honeft men ! O Whisky ! foul o ' plays an ' pranks ! Accept a Bardie's gratefu ' thanks ! When wanting thee , what tuneless cranks Are my poor Verses ! Thou comes- they rattle i ' their ranks At ...
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