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13 Keep the staff in your ain hand Keep your breath to cool your crowdie Kend folk's nae company Kings and bears aft worry their keepers Kiss a slate stane and that winna slaver you Kyth in your ain colours that fouk may ken you L LAITH to bed and laith to rise Lang lasting hains nae meat Lang look'd for come at last Lang straes are nae mots Lang ere ye saddle a foal Law's costly, tak' a pint and gree Law makers should na be law breakers Laugh at leisure, ye may greet at night Leave welcome behind you Leave aff as lang as the play's good Learn you to an ill use an' ye'll ca'd custom Letna the plough stand to slay a mouse Let bell'd weathers break the snaw Let him take a spring on his ain fiddle Let him cool in the skin he het in Let his ain wand ding him Let never sorrow come sae near your heart Let the horns gang wi' the hide Let the morn come and the meat wit Let the kirk stand in the kirkyard Let them laugh that win Let them care that came behind Lie for him and he'll swear to you Light burdens break nae banes Like Scottmen, aye wise behind the hand Like the cur in the curb, he'll neither do nor let do Like's an ill mark Like a sow playing on a trump Lippen to me but look to yoursel Little kend the less card for