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THE LANG COORTIN'.
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Aye louder screamed that ladye fair
To still her doggie's bark;
Ever the lover shouted mair
To make that ladye hark:

Shrill and more shrill the popinjay
Kept up his angry squall:
I trow the doggie's voice that day
Was louder than them all!

The serving-men and serving-maids
Sat by the kitchen fire:
They heard sic' a din the parlour within
As made them much admire.

Out spake the boy in buttons,
(I ween he wasna thin,)
"Now wha will tae the parlour gae,
And stay this deadlie din?"