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But O——— aft made her yell,
And R——— sair misca'd her
This day M'——— taks the flail,
And he's the boy will blaud her:
He'll clap a shangan to her tail,
And set the bairns to daud her
Wi' dirt that day.
And R——— sair misca'd her
This day M'——— taks the flail,
And he's the boy will blaud her:
He'll clap a shangan to her tail,
And set the bairns to daud her
Wi' dirt that day.
Make haste and turn king David owre,
And lilt wi' holy clangour;
O' double verse come gie us four,
And skirl up the Bangor:
This day the Kirk kicks up a stoure,
Nae mair the knaves shall wrang her,
For Heresy is in her pow'r,
And gloriously she'll whang her
Wi' pith that day.
And lilt wi' holy clangour;
O' double verse come gie us four,
And skirl up the Bangor:
This day the Kirk kicks up a stoure,
Nae mair the knaves shall wrang her,
For Heresy is in her pow'r,
And gloriously she'll whang her
Wi' pith that day.
Come, let a proper text be read,
And touch it aff wi' vigour,
How graceless Ham[1] leugh at his dad,
Which made Canaan a Niger;
Or Phineas[2] drove the murdering blade,
Wi' wh-re-abhoring rigour;
Or Zipporah[3], the scaulding jade,
Was like a bluidy tiger
I' the Inn that day.
And touch it aff wi' vigour,
How graceless Ham[1] leugh at his dad,
Which made Canaan a Niger;
Or Phineas[2] drove the murdering blade,
Wi' wh-re-abhoring rigour;
Or Zipporah[3], the scaulding jade,
Was like a bluidy tiger
I' the Inn that day.
There, try his mettle on the Creed,
And bind him down wi' caution,
And bind him down wi' caution,
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