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 And o’er his checks the tears they creeped,

which oft he dighted with a clout;

Then upen the dyke-head he leaped,

and on the wife gave many a ſhout.

Who ſtill did ſteer her ftots about,

and for her huſband took na care,

But at him did both laugh and ſlout ,

indeed the thought the ſport was rare.

While the poor man was in deſpair,

not knowing what to ſay or do,

For every thing did backward fair,

that he did put his hand unto.

But yet at length it chanced ſo,

the pleugh did louſe the wife came hame,

The goodman ſaid, ye’re welcome jo’,

for of my trade I think great ſhame.

Your occupation take my dame.

Quoth ſhe,good-man, well may ye bruik,

What is the cauſe your hand is lame ?

Quoth he, the ſow, miſchief her choak,

Did get it in her teeth and ſhoak,

and eke the meikle branded cow,

Into my breech her horns did york,

and’s made my buttocks fair I trow;

And now this charge I’ll quit to you,

all controverſies let be ended;

Both corn and kiln is quite burnt throw,

what miſs is done cannot be mended,