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I ne'er in my life was at loss for a match,
But my tricks and contrivance the job could dispatch.
Yet to make out one match here exceeds all my
pranks :
I've no match for your kindness but a basket of
thanks.
Buy, &c. .
An old Scottish Song
fy, haste, Marg'ret ! woman, are ye in ?
1 nae sooner heard it, than fast I did rin,
Down the gate to tell ye, I ran down the gate to
tell ye,
I ran down the gate to tell ye, we'll no be left our
skin.
O gin ye heard it ! O dear, dear !
There has nae been the like o't since Mar's year :
For I'm a' panting, panting, panting,
For I'm a' panting, find my heart here.
Fu' weel did I ken that a' was nae right,
For I dreamt o' red an' green a' the last night °,
Twa cats fighting, fighting, fightings
An' twa cats fighting ; I waken'd in a fright.
But ken ye gin our neighbour Elspit be in ?
As fy gae an tell her, an' see that ye rin ;