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the jigging end like a hungry hen picking barley : I-seldom or ever saw him drunk, and keep him from whisky,or whisky from him ; except that night he trysted the free-stone pair of breeches from Jo- seph the mason: And now, my dear Bessy, he's got, them, he’s got them, for a free-stane covers his body, holds him down, and will do; and new, now my dainty thing, match for matrimony, como tak me now or tell me now. I’m in dan- ger, I’ll wait nae langer; I say be clever, either now or never, it’s a rapture of love which does me move, I’ll have a wife, or by my life, if she should be blind and, cripple; I’ll sell my wind for her meat and fun, the like ne’er gaed down her thrapple; so now Bessy I love you, my love lies upon you ; and if you love me not again, some ill chance come upon you, as I am flying free, I am both in love and banter, or may your, rumple rust for me; I have sworn it by my chanter.