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OR, CALEDONIAN WARBLER. 245 I
Some heartie cock would then hae sang 1
An auld Scotch sonnet afF wi' glee, j
Syne pledged liis cog — the chorus rang, '
" Auld Scotia and her sons are free."
Blythe, &c. j
Thus cracks, and jokes, and sangs gaed roun*,
Till morn the screens o' light did draw, ]
Yet driech to rise, the carles roun' 1
Cry'd " Deuch-an~dhoris, then awa." •,
Blythe, &c. j
The landlord then the nappy brings, \
An toasts, ' fu' happy a' may be,' i
Syne tooms the cog — the chorus rings, j
•* Auld Scotia's sons shall aye be free." ■
Blythe, &c. ]
Then like our dads o' auld lang syne, .;
Let social glee unite us a', 1
Aye blythe to meet, our mou's to weet, ^
But aye as sweer to gang awa'. ]
Blythe, &c. M'PhaiL ^
WILLIE BREW'D A PECK O' MAUT.
O, Willie brcM'd a peck o' maut,
And Rob and Allan cam to pree:
Three blythcr hearts, that Ice-lang night.
Yf -^vadnH lind in Christendie.

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