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Keep the staff in your ain hand Keep your breath to cool your crowdie Kend fouk's nae company Kings and bears aft worry their keepers Kiss a sclate 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 fasting hains nae meat Lang look'd for comes at last lang straes are nae mots Lang ere ye saddle a foal Law's costly take a pint and 'gree Law makers shou'dna be law breakers Laugh at leisure ye may greet ere night Leave welcome behind you Leave aff as lang as the play's good Learn you to an ill use and ye'll ca't custom Letna the plough stand to slay a mouse Let hell'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 with the bide Let the morn come and the meat wi't                         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 for you Light burdens break nae banes Like Scotsmen, aye wise behind the hand Like the cur in the crub, 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 yoursell Little kend the less car'd for