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 The lilly's ſweet and frequent charms may ſtill more aid implore, For all its ſweets this Flower diſarms, the Maid of Carron-ſhore.

Then ever blooming may you be, ſhould I ne'er ſee you more; Yet ſtill your charms are dear to me, ſweet Maid of Carrón ſhore.

You jolly brave fellows who incline to be mellow I pray you attend and ſit eaſy, One jorum in quiet, my lads we will buy it, Too long thinking will make a man crazy; It's here I am a king, I will laugh, dance & ſing, Let no man appear as a ranger; But ſhow me the aſs that will refuſe his glaſs, And I'll order him graſs in a manger.

By plowing, and ſowing, reaping and mowing, Kind Nature ſupports me with plenty; I have a cellar in ſtore, with a plentiful board, My garden affords me all dainties: