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There is fey blood m your bed There grows grass at the cross There is life in a mussel as lang as she cheeps There is little for the rake after the shool There is little to sew when the tailor is true They are aye good that are far awa They are not a' saints that get holy water They loo me for little that hate me for nought They mense little the mouth that bite aff the nose They that give you hinder you to buy They that drink langest live largest They that lie down for love shou'd rise for hunger They wist as weel that dinna speir They that board wi' cats main count upo' scarts Thistles are a sallad for asses Thole weel is gude for burning Ti bither tinklers ill may you 'gree Time tint is ne'er to be found Three can keep a secret if twa be awa Time and thinking tame the strongest grief Time and tide will tarry on nae man Tine heart and a's gane Tine thumble tine thrift Touch a gaw'd horse on the back and he'll fing True blue will never stain Truth and honesty keep the crown of the causey Try your friend or ye need him Twa hungry meals make the third a glutton Twa fools in ae house are a couple o'er mony Twa words maun gae to that bargain Twa wits are better than ane

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WANT of wit is waur than want of wealth Weans maun creep or they gang Welcome is the best dish in the kitchen Well, quoth Willie, when his wife dang him Well is that well does