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There is fey blood in your bed There grows nae 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 tailors are true They are aye good that are far away 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 langest They that lie down for love shou'd rise for hunger They wist as well that didna spier They that bourd with cats maun count upo' scarts Thistles are a sallad for asses Thole well is good for burning Till ither tinklers ill may ye 'gree Time tint is ne'er to be found Three can keep a secret if twa be a way Time and thinking tame the strongest grief Time and tide will tarry on nae man Tine heart and a's gane Tine thimble tine thrift Touch a gaw'd horse on the back and he'll fling True blue will never stain Truth and honesty, keep the crown of the causey Try your friend or you need him Two hungry meals make the third a glutton Twa fools in a house are a couple o'er mony Twa words maun gang to that bargain Twa wits are better than ane

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