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 Next time I kirn ye'll get some butter.

But, Doctor, now as Bessie's gane,

I wearie in the house my lane,

I'm no dead auld—and there's a carle

I lo'e boon a' men in the warl'!

We hae twa houses while we're single;

But ae house, ae bed, an' ae ingle

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 pouch't whan we forgather."

Then he to this request o' Luckie's

Replied, "I thank ye for the chuckies,

But my Pills hae nae sic a pith

As move men stiff at lim an' lith,

'Tis only youths, wha ance were loving,

Wi' a' their finest passions moving,

Wh ase 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 will gie 'im a scour."

"Hout fie! 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 expences, as Doctors grup,

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

'Tis made nae doubt o' precious matter,

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