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 (8) I think, might ser'e us baith su' weel,

An' I could catch him wi' a Pill!

So ye may mak' me up anither,

And I shall pouchtt when we forgather."

Then he to this request o' Luckie's

Replied, "I thank ye for the chuckies,

But my Pills hae nae sie a pith

As move men stiff at lim an' lith,

'Tis only youths, wha ance were loving,

Wi' a' their finest passions moving,

Whase lasses act as I direct,

On whom the pill has this effect,

But if ye wish to try its power,

Ye'se get a Pill w-ill gie 'im a scour."

"Hout sie! quo' she, ye're joking now, Sir,

But I may get him yet!—Adieu, Sir."

Now ye forsaken lasses a',

Like Bessie fling your grief awa',

Tak' her example, when ye can,

According to the doctor's plan;

An' as ye'll a' be for a Pill,

To charm your ilka faithless chiel,

To save expence, as Doctors grup,

I'll tell ye how to mak' it up,

'Tis made nae doubt o' precious matter,

''A corn o'flour made daich with water! ! !''

J. Neilson, printer.