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Puir Willie, wi' his bow-kail runt,
Was brunt by primsie Mallie;
And Mallie, nae doubt, took the drunt,
To be compar'd to Willie:
Mall's nit lap out, wi' pridefu' fling,
And her ain ſit it burnt it;
While Willie lap, and swore by jing,
'Twas just the thing he wanted
To be that night.
Was brunt by primsie Mallie;
And Mallie, nae doubt, took the drunt,
To be compar'd to Willie:
Mall's nit lap out, wi' pridefu' fling,
And her ain ſit it burnt it;
While Willie lap, and swore by jing,
'Twas just the thing he wanted
To be that night.
Bell had the Fause-louse in her min',
She pits hersel and Rob in;
In loving bleeze they sweetly join,
Till white in ause they're sobbin:
Nell's heart was dancin at the view;
She whisper'd Rob to leuk for't:
Rob, stownlins, pried her bonnie mou,
Fu' cozie in the neuk for't,
Unseen that night.
She pits hersel and Rob in;
In loving bleeze they sweetly join,
Till white in ause they're sobbin:
Nell's heart was dancin at the view;
She whisper'd Rob to leuk for't:
Rob, stownlins, pried her bonnie mou,
Fu' cozie in the neuk for't,
Unseen that night.
But Merran sat behint their backs,
Her thoughts on Andrew Bell;
She leaves them gashin at their cracks,
And slips out by hersel:
She through the yard the nearest taks,
And to the kiln she goes then,
And darklins graipit for the banks,
And in the blue clue[1] throw then,
Right feart that night.
Her thoughts on Andrew Bell;
She leaves them gashin at their cracks,
And slips out by hersel:
She through the yard the nearest taks,
And to the kiln she goes then,
And darklins graipit for the banks,
And in the blue clue[1] throw then,
Right feart that night.
- ↑ Whoever would, with success, try this spell, must strictly observe these directions:—Steal out, all alone, to the kiln, and, darkling, throw into the pot a clue of blue yarn; wind it in a new clue off the old one; and, towards the latter end, something
