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Syne a' wi' ae conſent ſhook hands, as they ſtood in a ring; Some red their ſome ſet their bands ſome did their ſark-tails wring; Then for a hap to ſhaw their brands, they did their minſtrel bring, Where clever-houghs like willi-wands ae ilka blytheſome ſpring, Lap high that day.

Claud Peky was na very blate, he ſtood nae lang a dreigh; For by the wame he gripped Kate, and gar'd her gie a ſkreigh: Had aff, quoth ſhe, ye filthy ſlate, ye ſtink o' leeks, O ſigh! Let gae my hands, I ſay, be quiet; and vow gin ſhe was ſkeigh, Ånd mim that day.

Now ſettled goſſies ſat, and keen did for freſh bickers birle; While the young ſwankies on the green took round a merry tirle: Meg Wallet wi' her pinky een, gar't Lawrie's heart ſtrings dirle; And fowk wad threep that ſhe did green for what wad gar her ſkirle And ſkreigh ſome day.