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 Athort the city lang gade daun'erin',

How chiels and hizzies at her sneert,

When for the doctor's house she speert,

Suffice it, when we only tell

At length she get him by himsel',

An' after she a preface made,

The case she thus before him laid:

"Sir, I hae just ae only daughter,

An' mony a decent fallow's sought her,

But ane she lo'ed aboon the lave,

A lad she thought wad ne'er deceive-

Ran soon an' late about her fleechin',

His love sincere for ever preachin',

An' solemnly swore my Bess wad mak' him

A happy man, gin she was tak' him.

She yielded-an' agreed for life

To be his lawful married wife;

But, Sir, as sure as I did bear her,

Sinsyne he never looket near her,

But rins to fairs an' markets ranting

Wi' Meg, a neibour lass, gallanting,

While Bess, still faithfu' to the chap,

Wi' fient a lad has kiss'd a cap-

Waes me! wi' the begunk she's gotten,

She's lanely, heartless, an' begrutten;

An' troth, I think, 'tis past contestin'

Her grief will throw her in a wastin',

Unless some means be us'd to get him,

Or she hard-hearted turn, an' bate him.

Now, Sir, ye were bred at the college,

An' hae in kittle cases knowledge;

For I am tald ye're up to a' things.

'Bout saul or body, grit or sma' things

An' that ye hae amang your mugs

Some wonder-working Glamour Drugs,

Can set love's whirlgig in motion,

An' gar a lover change his notion;

For then I can ance erran' here,