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( 9 ) . There’s three good friends amiſſing ſtill,

Gauger. Bents, and Roger’s Hill,

like a tryſt for pint and gill,

But now they’ve tint their breath;

For coming through the guavels,

They wade up to the navels,

I fear they’ve got the gravels,

And was na that great ſkaith.

. They thought to get their folly fed.

ſe themſelves ſome better bred,

the pair into their bed,

When a’ the ſport was done;

To ſave the tryſt was pain fra’at,

They turn’d again fu’ fain fra’at,

Now wiſna that a ſtain fra’at,

James Adam went him leen.

. Now Jamie Carnie he comes back,

how he ſpade tells in a crack,

Moſſie cried, ah! ſhame and lack,

To use the Parſon ſo;

Indeed I think him ſlighted,

To tryſt him ſo benighted,

But now he’s hame and righted,

Your folks may ſcale and go.

. He ventured out the drift among,

will was good, his legs was long,

beſt of all, his faith was ſtrong,

To guard him from all harm;

So rin an’ dinna bide now,

Go back an’ tell your bride now,

She’s come behint the tide now,

And that will make alarm.