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 :Min. O! my dear Margaret, is this you; I'm glad to see you, how d'ye do? How's Tamos, my auld worthy frien'? How's Jock your son, an' daughter Jean?


 * Mar. They're gaily, Sir, we're a' meat hale—

Tho' Tamie's e'en but craz'd and frail; But here's some butter, I present ye, Which wi' thir hens I compliment ye.
 * Min. Howt, Margret! this speaks t'expence

But thanks ye'se get for recompence: Wi' gratefu' heart, I freely tell Ye're ever kind an' like yoursel'.


 * Mar. Whisht, Sir! wi' thanks, nae thanks ava;

Ye're worthy mair—the gift's but sma'; But this acknowledgment from us, Means ye're beloved by me and Tamos.
 * Min. Sic favours, sure, I ne'er expected;

Yet blythe am I, I'm sae respected; Fling aff your cloak and follow me; Come ben, an' rest, an’ crack awee:

'Tis no sae aft ye come to see us; Ye'll wait, and tak' your dinner wi' us— It's ready, waiting on my comin'; Come ben, then, Margret, honest woman.
 * Mar. Na, na, Sir! dinna speak o' that,

I'll tak' nae dinner weel I wat; Wi' gentle manners (ye will grant it) I've ever yet been unaquantit.