Fortunate weaver's uprise, or, The landlady well pleased/The love and rage of Highland Donald

The Love and rage of Highland Donald.

HIghland Donald, swore a wife
was not so great an evil,
And any but a husband’s life,
was sure a Highland devil.

Then Highland Donald tun’d his pipe,
he had been some months married;
Severely now he feels a whip
for Horns our Donald carried

Now Highland Donald thump’d his wife,
he swore she was not civil,
And to get quit, he’d part with life,
and send her to the Devil.