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Cou'd ye turn Patie's love to Neps, and then
Peggy's to me,— I'd be the hapl'ieft man.
MoAife. I'll try my arc to gar the bowls row right,
Sae ^aiig your ways and come again at night ;
'Gninft that thne I'll foiiie fimple things prepare.
Worth a* your peale and groats, tak ye nae care.
Bail. Wiel, Maufe, I'll come, gif I the road can find;
But if ye raiie the deil, he'll raife the wind;
Syne, rain, and thunder, may be, when 'tis late.
Will ina'c the night lae mirk, I'll tine the gate.
We're a' to rant in Symmie's at a fead,
O will ye come like badrans for a jeit ;
And there ye can cur different 'haviours fpy ;
There's nane fhall ken o't there liut you and I.
Maufe. ' Tis like I may— but let na on what's paft
'Tween you and me, elfe fear a kittle call.
Bail. If I aught of your fecrets e'er advance.
May ye ride on rae ilka night to France.
(Exit Baiildy.
Maufe her lane.
Hard luck, alake ; when poverty and eild.
Weeds out of falhicn, and a lanely bield,
Wi' a fma' caft of wiles, fhould in a twitch,
Gi' ane the hatefu' name, A ivrinlded ivitcli.
This fool imagines, as do mony fie.
That I'm a wretch in compafl wi' Auld Nic,
Becaufe by education I was taught
To fpeakand a6l aboon their common thought:
Their grofs miftake Ihall quickly now appear; (here'
Soon fliall they ken what brought, what keeps me
^Nane kens but me ; and if the morn were come,
I'll tell them tales will gar them a' fuig dumb.
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