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Rh Then utters many a magic found, Of words part Latin, Greek, and Dutch, Enough to fright a very witch That dime, he fays, now, now, ’tis come, And in the boal beside the lum. Now set the board, goodwife gae ben, Bring frae yon boal a roasted hen. She wadna gang but Habbie ventur’d, And soon as he the amrie enter'd It smell d fae weel he short time fought it, And wondering ’ween his hands he brought it, He view’d it round, and thrice he smell’d it, Syne wi' a gentle touch he sel it, Thus ilka sense he did convene, Left glan our had beguil’d his e'en; They all united in a body, Declar’d it a fine fat how-towdy. Nae mair about it, quoth the miller, The fowl looks weel, and well fa' till her, Sae be it fays James, and in a doup, They snapt her up baith stoup and roup.

Neist O cries Halbert, could your skill, But help us to a waugot of ale, I’d be obliged t’ye a my life, And offer to the deil my wife, To se if he il discreeter mak her, But that I’m fear'd he winna tak her,' Said James Ye offer very fair, The bargain' hadden, sae nae mair.

Then thrice he shook a willow wand,