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17 Canto IV. THREE BONNETS.

But you and I conjoin'd can ding him, And, by a vote, to reaſon bring him; If ſhe ſtand cloſe, 'tis unco eith, To rive the teſt'ment ſpite o's teeth, And gar him ply, for a' his clavers, To lift his Bonnet to our Beavers. Bawſy. Then let the doof delight in drudging, What cauſe have we to tent his grudging; Tho' Roly's flocks fed on the fells, If you and I be well ourſells. Bard. Thus Jouk and Bawſy were agreed, And Briſs maun yield, it was decreed. Thus far I've ſung in Highland ſtrains, Of Jouk's amours and pawky pains, To gain his ends with ilka brither, Sae oppoſite to ane anither; Of Briſtle's hardy reſolutions, And hatred to the Roſycrucians ; Of Bawſy, put in ſlavery neck-faſt, Selling his Bonnet for a breakfast, What follows on't, of gain or ſkaith, I'le tell when we hae ta'en our breath.

C Α Ν Τ Ο IV.

Bard. NOW ſoon as e'er the WILL was torn, Jouk with twa Bonnets, on the morn Frae Fairyland faſt bang'd away, The prize at Roſy's feet to lay: Wha fleely, when he did appear, About his ſucceſs 'gan to ſpeer. Joukum. Here, bonny laſs, your humble ſlave Preſents you with the things you crave, The