III. Her eldeft dochter faid right bauld, IV. The youngest dochter ga'e a fhout, V. Ye lied, ye limmers, cries auld mump; The auld wife, &c.. VI. Thole ye, fays Peg, that pauky flut That you fhall have a fnishing. VII. The auld ane did agree to that, She powerfully began to crack,, The auld wife, &c. Note, Snishing, in its literal meaning, is fnuff made of tobacco; but, in this fong, it means fometimes conteniment, a husband, love, money, &c. 1.3 Braw! VIII. Braw fport it was to fee her chow't, IX. At laft fhe gae a defperate squeez, X. She of the tafk began to tire, XI. Ye auld wives, notice well this truth,, M I'll never love thee more. Y dear and only love, I pray,, Be govern'd by no other fway, Q FOR But if no faithlefs action ftain As ne'er was known before ; I'll deck and crown thy head with bays, The The BLACKBIRD. Pon a fair morning for foft recreation, UP I heard a fair lady was making her moan, And I am o'erburden'd with fad mifery; As true love inclines me, My blackbird I'll feck out, where-ever he be. Once into fair England my blackbird did flourish, Which still is uncertain, Has caufed this parting between him and me, In Spain and in France, And feek out my blackbird, where-ever he be... The birds of the foreft all met together, The turtle has chofen to dwell with the dove; My joy and my pleafure; And juftly (my love) my heart follows thee, And courageous of mind, All blifs on my blackbird, where-ever he be. In England my blackbird and I were together, In Scotland he's deem'd, And highly efteem'd, In England he feemeth a stranger to be; In France and in Spain; All blifs to my blackbird, where-ever he be. What if the fowler my blackbird has taken, And hope yet to fee him in May or in June. I'll go; for I love him to fuch a degree, And noble of mind, Deferving all bleffings, where-ever he be. It is not the occan can fright me with danger, To Britain be gracious, Tho' fome there be odious to both him and me, And laurels fhall crown My blackbird with honour, where ever he be. Tak your auld cloak about you. N winter when the rain rain'd cauld, IN And frost and fnaw on ilka hill, And Bereas, with his blafts fae bald, Get up, goodman, fave Cromy's life, My |