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It may escape the courtly sparks, It may escape the learned clerks; But weel the watching lover marks
 * The kind love that's in her ee.
 * O this is no, &c.

Willie Wastle dwalt on Tweed,
 * The spot they ca'd it Linkuindoddie,

Willie was a wabster guid,
 * Could stown a due wiony bodie;

He had a wife was dour and din,
 * Tinkler Maggie was her mither;
 * Sic wito lis Willie had,
 * I wadna gie a button for her.

She has an e'e, she has but ane,
 * The cat has twa the very colour;

Five rusty teeth, Forbye a stump,
 * A clapper tongue wad deave a miller;

A whiskin beard about her mou,
 * Her nose and chin they threaten ither;
 * Sic a wife, &c.

She's bow-hough'd, she's hein-shinn'd,
 * Ae limpin leg a hand-breed shorter;