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 When plundering herde assail their byke; As open pussies mortal, foes When pop, she starts before their noſe: As eager rins the market croud, When "Catch the thief" resounde aloud: So Maggie rins, the witches follow Wi' mony an elderie shout and hollo.—

Ah Tam! ah Tam! thou'l get thy fairing! In hell they'll roast thee like a herring In vain tby KATE awaits this coming! KATE soon will be a waefu' woman! Now, do thy speedy utmost MEG, And win the keyſtane o' the brig; There at them thou thy tail may toss, A running ſtream they darena cross; But ere the keyſtane she could make, The fient a tall she had to shake! For Nanny, far before the rest, Hard upon noble Maggie's prest, And flew at Tam wi furious ettle, But little kend she Maggie mettle: Ae spring brought aff her Master hale, But left behind hier aingry tail; The Carlin caught her by the rump, And left poor Maggie scarce a stump—

Now, wha this tale o truth shall read Ilk man and mother's son take heed: Whene'er to drink you are inclin' Or Cutty Sarks rin in your mind, Think—ye may buy the joys o'er dear Remember.