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4 And why will thou thysell misken?

E'en tak your auld cloak about ye.

Bell, my wife, she loes na strife,

But she was guide me, if she can,

And to maintain an easy life,

I aft maun yield, tho' I'm goodman:

Nought's to be won at woman's hand,

Unless ye gie her a' the plea;

Sae I leave aft whar I began,

And tak my auld cloak about me.



JOCKIE TO THE FAIR.

'Twas on the morn of sweet May-day,

When nature painted all things gay,

Taught birds to sing, and lambs to play,

And gild the meadows fair;

Young Jockie, with the early dawn,

Arose, and tipped it o'er the lawn,

His Sunday's coat the youth put on,

For Jenny had vow'd away to run,

With Jockite to the fair.

for Jenny lead vow'd, &c.

The cheerful parish bells had rang;

With eager steps he trudg'd along,