Is there for honesty poverty
That hings his head, an' a' that;
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Thou's welcome, wean; mishanter fa' me, If thoughts o' thee, or yet thy mammie,
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My curse upon your venom'd stang,
That shoots my tortur'd gums alang;
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Again rejoicing nature sees
Her robe assume its vernal hues,
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Yestreen I had a pint o' wine, A place where body saw na;
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Sweet fa's the eve on Craigieburn,
And blythe awakens the morrow,
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Oppress'd with grief, oppress'd with care,
A burden more than I can bear,
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Here Holy Willie's sair worn clay Taks up its last abode;
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O, once I lov'd a bonnie lass,
Aye, and I love her still;
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Here's a health to them that's awa,
Here's a health to them that's awa
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Ye banks, and braes, and streams around
The castle o' Montgomery,
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"And send the godly in a pet to pray." - Pope
O Thou, that in the heavens does dwell,
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There was three kings unto the east,
Three kings both great and high,
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Among the heathy hills and ragged woods The roaring Fyers pours his mossy floods;
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O Mary, at thy window be!
It is the wish'd the trysted hour.
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Nae gentle dames, tho' e'er sae fair,
Shall ever be my muse's care;
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Behind yon hills, where Lugar flows,
'Mang moors an' mosses many, O,
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Now spring has clad the grove in green,
And strew'd the lea wi' flowers;
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O Thou dread Power, who reign'st above,
I know thou wilt me hear,
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On a bank of flowers in a summer day
For summer lightly drest,
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Now westlin winds and slaught'ring guns
Bring autumn's pleasant weather;
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Lament in rhyme, lament in prose,
Wi' saut tears tricklin down your nose;
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Let other poets raise a fracas
Bout vines, and wines, an drucken Bacchus,
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When chapman billies leave the street,
And drouthy neibors neibors meet;
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"O cam ye here the fight to shun,
Or herd the sheep wi' me, man?
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Inscribed to R. Aiken, Esq.
&n
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The Author's Only Pet Yowe
An Unco Mournfu' Tale
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On Cessnock banks a lassie dwells,
Could I describe her shape and mien!
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When Januar' wind was blawing cauld, As to the north I took my way,
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It was upon a Lammas night,
When corn rigs are bonnie,
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