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She was sae blate; nought seem'd to cheer her
Sae mony things appearing new,
Cam'ilka minute in her view,
And fill'd her mind sae fu' o' dread,
Cracking was clean out o' her head.
In course, the Pastor, her example,
That brought her there to feed her ample,
She notic'd twa or three times take
Out o' 'a' dish slaik after slaik
O' Mustard; which she judg'd to be
Gravie, or some delicious brie;
For Margret never did peruse it.
Kenn'd na' it's name, or how to use it;
But now determin'd to partake o't,
She wi' a tea-spoon took a slaik o't,
Heedless she supped up the whole,
Then instantly she looked droll,
Dung doited in a moment's space,
She hung her head and threw her face!
Threw down her knife an' fork displeas'd
Syne wi' baith hands her nose she seiz'd,
While it did bite an' blin' her een;
The like o't sure was never seen;
For startin' up as fast as able;
The hale gear tumbl'd aff the table!
The crash o' crock'ry ware resounded,
Sae mony things appearing new,
Cam'ilka minute in her view,
And fill'd her mind sae fu' o' dread,
Cracking was clean out o' her head.
In course, the Pastor, her example,
That brought her there to feed her ample,
She notic'd twa or three times take
Out o' 'a' dish slaik after slaik
O' Mustard; which she judg'd to be
Gravie, or some delicious brie;
For Margret never did peruse it.
Kenn'd na' it's name, or how to use it;
But now determin'd to partake o't,
She wi' a tea-spoon took a slaik o't,
Heedless she supped up the whole,
Then instantly she looked droll,
Dung doited in a moment's space,
She hung her head and threw her face!
Threw down her knife an' fork displeas'd
Syne wi' baith hands her nose she seiz'd,
While it did bite an' blin' her een;
The like o't sure was never seen;
For startin' up as fast as able;
The hale gear tumbl'd aff the table!
The crash o' crock'ry ware resounded,
