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THE LAIRD’S COURTSHIP.

The Laird o‘ Cockpen he‘s proud an‘ he‘s

great;

His mind is ta‘en up wi‘ matters o‘ state.

He wanted a wife his braw house to keep;

But favour wi‘ wooin‘ was fashious to seek.

Doun by the dyke-side a lady did dwell,

At his table-head he thought she‘d look well:

M‘Clish‘s ae dochter o‘ Claversha‘ Lee,

A penny less lass, wi‘ a lang pedigree.

His wig was well-pouther‘d, as guid as when

new,

His waiscoat was white, his coat it was blue,

He put on a ring a sword and cock‘d hat;

And wha could refuse the Laird wi‘ a‘ that!