Page:Watty and May, or, The wife reclaimed.pdf/8

8 ‘If ance mair I cqu’d liy writing, Lea’ the sogers and stay still, Wad ye swear to drap your flyting ? ” “Ves, O Watty, yes, I will.”

“ Then,” quo Watty, “ mind, be honest Aye to keep your temper strive ; Gin you break this dreadfu’ promise, Never mair expect to thrive.

Marget Howe, this hour ye solemn Swear by everything that’s gude, Ne’er again your spouse to scaul’ him, While life warms your heart and blood.

That ye’ll ne’er in Mungo’s seek me, Ne’er put drucken to my name, Never out at e’ening steek me, Never gloom when I come hame.

That ye’ll ne’er, like Bessy Miller, Kick my shins or rug my hair, Lastly, I’m to keep the siller ; This upon your soul you swear?”

“O—h!” quo’ Meg; “aweel,” quo’ Watty “ Farewell! faith I’ll try the seas “O stand still,” quo’ Meg and grat aye ; “ Ony, ony way ye please.”

Maggy syne, because he prest her, Swore to a’ thing owre again : Watty lap, and danced, and kist her; Wow 1 but he was wondrous fain.

Down he threw his staff victorious ; Aff gaed bonnet, claes and shoon ; Syne below the blankets, glorious, Held anither Hinny-Moon !

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