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SANG VIII. Mucking of Gpordy'sByer,
Sung by Symon, p. 19.
THE laird who in riches and honour
Wad thrive, fhould be kindly and free,
Nor rack the poor tenants, who labour
To rife aboon poverty :
Elfe, like the pack horfe that's unfother'd
And burden 'd, will tumble down faint 2
Thus virtue by hardfhip is fmother'd,
And rackers aft tine their rent.
SANG IX. Carle and the King come.
Sung by Maufe, p. 24,
PE G GY, now the king's come,
Peggy, now the king's come,
Thou may dance, and I mall ring,
Peggy, fince the king's come.
Kae mair the hawkies thou ihalt milk ?
But change thy plaiding-c;at for filk,
And be a lady of that ilk,
Now, Peggy, fince the king's come.
SANG X. Winter was cauld, and my claithing^
was thin.
Sung by Peggy and Patie, p. 30.
Peggy.
WHEN firft my dear laddie gade to the green hilf^
And I at ew-milking firft feyd my young skill,.
To bear the milk-bowie, nae pain was to me,
When I at the bughting forgather'd with thee.
Patie.
When corn-riggs wav'd yellow, and blew hether- bells
Bloom'd bonny on moorland and fweet riling fells.
Nae-

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