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 Some were blyth, and ſome were fad,
 * And ſome they play'd at blind Harrie;

But ſuddenly up-ſtarted the auld Carle,
 * I redd ye, good fowks, tak tent o' me.

Up gat Kate that ſat i'the nook,
 * Vow Kimmer, and how do ye?

Up he gat, and ca'd her a Limmer,
 * And ruggit and tuggid her cockernonie.

They houkit his grave in Duker's kirk-yard,
 * E'en far frae the companie;

But whan they were gawn to lay'm i'the yird,
 * The feint a dead not dead was he.

And whan they brought him to Duket's kirk-yard,
 * He dunted on the kilt, the boards did flie,

And whan they were gawn to put'm i'the yird,
 * In fell the kiſt, and out lep he.

He cry'd, I'm cauld, I'm unca cauld,
 * Fu' faſt ren the fowl, and fu' faſt ran he:

But he was firſt hame at his ain ingle ſide,
 * And he helped to drink his ain dirgie.

Was early in the morning, a morning of May A ſoldier and a laſſie was walking aſtray, Cloſe down in yon meadow, yon meadow brow, I heard the laſs cry, My apron now.