broke X For you, young Potentate o' Wales, That e'er ye brak Diana's pales, Or rattl'd dice wi' Charlie By night or day. colt old horse sedately gossip XI Yet aft a ragged cowte's been known, To mak a noble aiver; So, ye may doucely fill a throne, For a' their clish-ma-claver: And yet, wi' funny, queer Sir John, He was an unco shaver For monie a day. becomes ear XII For you, right rev'rend Osnaburg, Nane sets the lawn-sleeve sweeter, Wad been a dress completer: As ye disown yon paughty dog, haughty haste! XIII Young, royal Tarry-breeks, I learn, Weel rigg'd for Venus' barter; Then heave aboard your grapple-airn, An', large upon her quarter, Come full that day. XIV Ye, lastly, bonie blossoms a', Ye royal lasses dainty, Heav'n mak you guid as weel as braw, An' gie you lads a-plenty ! An' German gentles are but sma' : grappling. iron ceased hare kitchengardens each I THE sun had clos'd the winter day, flail live-long II The thresher's weary flingin-tree, There, lanely by the ingle-cheek, I sat and ey'd the spewing reek, An' heard the restless rattons squeak About the riggin. -side volleying cough-; drift structure rats rooftree IV All in this mottie, misty clime, I backward mus'd on wasted time: But stringing blethers up in rhyme, Had I to guid advice but herkit, My cash-account: While here, half-mad, half-fed, half-sarkit, Is a' th' amount. dusty nonsense -shirted weakling horny palm VI I started, mutt'ring Blockhead! coof!' Or some rash aith, That I henceforth would be rhyme-proof Till my last breath latch -flame young woman VII When click! the string the snick did draw; Now bleezin bright, Come full in sight. A tight, outlandish hizzie, braw, VIII peace stared; touched inside Ye need na doubt, I held my whisht; In some wild glen; When sweet, like modest Worth, she blusht, IX Green, slender, leaf-clad holly-boughs Were twisted, gracefu', round her brows; |