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An' she'll gang greetin' to her grave.
The doctor glegly saw at once
The silly whims o simple Nanse,
And bade her wait little space
Till he retired to weigh the case.
When he returnd he thus began
"Now, Nanse, I've formd a sicker plan,
Which if fulfill'd as I direct.
Davie will Bess again respect.
But for your souls the plan discover,
Else a' is o'er with Bessie's lover,
Disclosing it would play the de'il,
For, look ye! there's a magic pill,
Which will do wonders, I'll avouch,
If Bess could lodge't in Davie's pouch.
"But she maun sit nae langer dreary,
An' sigh, and greet, an' look sae bleerie,
But raise her spirits, an' be cheerie,
Or the amazin' Pill ye've gotten
Will be as useless as a button.
"Then mark the course that she maun rin
To bring the faithless fallow in.
"About your place, when there’s a fair,
If ye think Davie's to be there,
Let Bess gang too—be decket fine.
Look blythe, an' mak an unco shine,
As she was wont—amang the chiels,
When walking, or when dancing reels,
An', by the bowl, whare funny tales
An' pranks gang roun', an' mirth prevails,
Let her, if Davie's in her view,
As far as prudence will allow,
Wi' gracefu' mien, an' pawky wiles.
Keep up the joke and fun wi' smiles,
And, if he ance had love for Bess,
He'll hae an anxious secret wis'
For her to dance, or sit beside him,
An' if she's bid, she'll no deride him,
