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 22 CHRIST'S KIRK Canto III.

Ye'll wind a pirn! ye filly ſnool, Wae-worth your drunken ſaul, Quoth the, and lap out o'er a ſtool, And claught him by the ſpaul; 124 He ſhook her, and ſwore muckle dool; Ye's thole for this, ye ſcaul; I'ſe rive frae aff your hips the hool, And learn you to be baul 128 On ſic a day.

Your tippanizing ſcant o' grace, Quoth ſhe, gars' me gang duddy; Our neighbour Pate fin break o' day's Been thumpin at his ſtuddy 132 An it be true that ſome ſouk ſays, Ye'll girn yet in a woody: Syne wi' her nails the rave his face, Made a' his black beard bloody, 136 Wi' ſcarts that day.

A gilpy that had ſeen the faught, I wat he was nae lang Till he had gather'd ſeven or aught Wild hempies ſtout and ſtrang; 140 They frae a barn a caber raught Ane mounted wi' a bang, Betwiſht ewa's ſhoulders, and fat ſtraight Upon't, and rade the ſtang 144 On her that day.

The wives and gytiings a' ſpawn'd out O'er middens and o'er dykes, Wi' mony an unco ſkirle and ſhout, Like bumbees frae their bykes; 148

one deſigns to contrive ſome malicious thing to vex you. 144. Rade the ſtang on her.) The Riding of the Stang, on a woman that had beat her huſband, is, as I have deſcribed it, by one's riding upon a ſting, or long piece of wood, carried by two others on their ſhoulders, where, like a herald, he proclaims the woman's name, and the manner of her unnatural action.