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And if you'll giet your bread is baken;
That first accept of this love taken;.
Here tak this gowd and never want
Enough to gar you drink and rant;
And this is but an arle penny,
To what I afterward design ye;
And in return I'm fore that I
Shall naething seek that ye'll deny.
Bawsy, and troth now Jouk, and neither will I,
or after never came Billy;
If I refuse was light upon me,
This gowd vow! tis wondrous bonny.
Jouk. Aye that it is———tie e'en the a'
That gars the plow of living draw,
'Tis gowd gars fogers fight the fiercer,
Without it preaching wad be scarcer;
'Tis gowd that makes the great men witty,
And puggy lasses fair and pretty;
Without it ladies nice wad dwindle,
Down to a wife to a snooves the spindle.
But to the point and wave digression,
Wake a free and plain confession,
That I'm in love and as I said,
Demand from you a little aid,
To gain a bride that eithly can
Mak' me fu' blest, and you a man:
Gi'e me your bonnet to present
Me misstress with your consent,
To rive the cat auld fashion'd deed
That bids yo wear it on your head.
Bawsy. O gosh! O gosh! then Jouk. ha'e at her,
That be a 'tis nae great matter.