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 Till they were benket, cried and married.-

The Pill did a' without dissention,

But, troth, 'tis past my comprehension.

Now to mak' you a sma' amen's,

Ha'e, there's a pair o'gude fat hens,

I'm mair than a' that yet your debtor,

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 ha'e twa houses while we're single,

But ae house, ae bed, and ae ingle,

I think, might ser'e us baith fu' 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 ha'e nae sic a pith

As move men still at limb an' lith,

'Tis only youths, wha ance were loving,

Wi' a' their finest passion's 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 will gi'e 'im a scour."

"Hout, fie!" quo' she, "ye're jokin' 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 you 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 curn o' flour made dough wi' water!