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 7 They’re douff and dowie at the best, heir Alegroes, and a’ the rest, They cannot please a Highland taste. Compar’d wi’ Tullochgorum.

Let wardly minds themselves oppress Wi’ fear of want, and double cess ; And silly sauls themselves distress Wi’ keeping up decorum : Shall we sae sour and sulky sit, Sour and sulky, Sour and sulky; Shall we sae sour and sulky sit, Like auld Philosophorum ; Shall we sae sour and sulky sit, Wi’ neither sense, nor mirth, nor wit? And canna rise to shake a fit To the reel of Tullochgorum.

May choicest blessings still attend Each honest hearted open friend, And calm and quiet be his end. Be a’ that’s gude before him ! May peace and plenty be his lot, Peace and plenty, Peace and plenty, May peace and plenty be his lot, And dainties a great store o’em!