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 All that Perth Rancourites can ſay:

(So) what think ye? Morton's run away,

He ſhou'd be hang'd

Een let them ſay, and more beſide,

My purſe is large, and conſcience wide:

I ſanna wrang'

But yet before the table's covert,

Bring up ſome wine and ſpicery over't:

To ſynd down ſorrw

Here's money: haſte you, ſpare no coſt.

(When this is done all's not engroſs'd:

Their's more to borrow,

Come James ſit down, and let us dine,

Such diſhes! ſtuck with flow'rs ſo fine.

And garniſh'd ſo

Muir fowls! Pheaſants! Quails! Bunns! Cakes!

Such ſtate! I ſee it's money makes the

Mare to go

As proverbs ſay, few folk's good cheer,

His majeſty if preſent here,

Would at a taſte

Say, Richmond's, Kingſington's ſtate board ;

Or Buckingham's could ſcarce afford,

A better ſeaſh?

Come Jammie fill me up ſome tent.

And claret wine; give comfort vent.

I want na wealth

The toſt? To all our tricks in Perth

And every where thro’ut the earth.

Then; heres their health,

I think it goes moſt ſweetly down!

Once more again our joys to crown:

Fill up another

with the glaſs, and had it gawn,

Of drawn:

A grief to ſmother.