Duncan fleeched, and luncan prayed.

Ha ha. the wooing ot

Meg was de at 88 Ailsa Craig

Ha ha the wooing ot

Time and chance are but a tide,

Ha, ha, the wooing o't;

Slighted love is sair to bide,

Ha, ha, the wooing o't.

Shall 1, like a fool, quoth he,
For a haughty hizzie die?

She may gae to-France for me!
Ha, ha, the wooing o't.

How it comes let doctors tell,

Ha, ha, the wooing o't;

Meg grew sick-as he grew hale,
Ha, ha, the wooing o't.

Something in her bosom wrings,

For relief a sigh she brings;

And oh, her een, they spak sic things!

Ha, ha, the wooing o't.

Duncan was a lad o' graco,
Ha, ha, the wooing o't;
Maggie's was a piteous case,
Ha, ha, the wooing o't.

sore, bear

jade go

whole

spoke, such

Duncan couldna be her death,

Swelling pity smoored his wrath;

Now they're crouse and canty baith;
Ha, ha, the wooing o't.

could not smothered

lively, happy both

Although that his band be sma.'

May liberty meet wi' success!

Here's a health to them that's awa;

Here's a health to Charlie, the chief o' the clan,

May prudence protect her.frae ill!

(Fox)

from

May tyrants and tyranny tine in the mist,

be lost

AND EVER KEEP WANDERING STILL,

Here's a health to them that's awa,
Here's a health to them that's awa;

Here's a health to Tammie, the Norland laddie,
That lives at the lug o' the law !

(Lord Erskine)