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⟨se⟩ek my auld bonnet aff my hed!
⟨Faith⟩ that's a bonny ane indeed
⟨require⟩ a thing I'll part wi never;
⟨she's⟩ get as soon tho lap o' my liver,
⟨Vile⟩ whore and jade the woody hang her.
Bard. Thus said, he said nae mair for anger
⟨but⟩ curs'd and bann'd and was nae far,
⟨Frae⟩ treading Jouk. among the glar,
⟨While⟩ Jouk with language glib as oolie,
⟨Right⟩ pawkily kept aff a toolie.
⟨Well⟩ masked with a wedders skin,
⟨Although⟩ he was a tod within.
⟨He⟩ hum'd and ha'd, and with a cant,
Held forth as he had been a saint,
And quoted texts to prove we'd better,
⟨Part⟩ wi' a sma' thing for a greater,
Jouk Ah! Brither, may the furies rack me
If l mean'd ill, but ye mistak me;
But gin your Bonnet's sic a jewel,
Pray giet or keep it, Sir, as you will,
Since your auld fashion'd fancy rather,
Inclines til't than a hat and feather;
But I'l; go try my bather Bawsy,
Poor man he's nae sae daft and saucy,
With empty pride to cook his mou,
And hinder his ain good like you;
If he and I agree, ne’er doubt ye,
We'll mak the bargain up without ye,
Gyne your braw Boanet and your noddle,
Will hardly baith be worth a bodle.
Bard. At this bauld Bristle's colour chang'd
He swore on Rose to be reveng'd,