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3 To such a scolding vixen, Whilst he had been as sea: The truth it was he chanced to tome Upon a washing day. For it is thump thump, &c.

I ashed him to stay and dine,— “ Come, come,” said I, ‘ odds bud ! I’ll no denial take—you shall, Though Kate is in the suds.” But what he had to dine upon In faith I shall net say; But I’ll wager he'll no come again Upon a washing day. For it is thump, thump, &c.

On that sad morning when I rise, I make a fervent prayer Unto the gods, that it may be Throughout the day quite fair ; That not a gown or handkerchief May in the ditch be laid ; For should it happen so, egad, I should catch a broken head. For it is thump, thump, &c.

Maggy Lauder.

Wha wadna be in love Wi' bonny Maggy Lauder?