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 ( 7 ) She bluſh'd conſent; her fears ſuppreſs'd; And now we live, ſupremely blefs'd A life of mutual love.

THE EU MLER'S RANT. COME cans a' of ſumlers ba', and I will tell you of our face, Since we have married wives that's braw, and cannot pleaſe then when 'tis late. A pint we'll tak our hearts to chear; what ſauts we have our wives can tell ; Gar bring us in baith ale and beer, the auldeſt bairn we hae's our fell. Chriſt'ning of means we are rid of, the parish Prieſt is he can tell, We aw him nought bur a gray groat, the off'ring for the houſe we dwell. Our bairns tocker is a' paid, we're maſters of the gear our fell; Let either well or war betide. here's a health to a' the wives that's yell. Our neibeur's auld ſon and the laſs, isto the barn amany the ſtrae, He grips her in the dark begueſs. and after that comes mciide was. Repentance ay comes afterhin', coſt the card baith core and hay: