(2) (illegible text) Tie GOODMAN OF AUCHTERMOUCHTIE. Tune-Willie was a wanton Wag. IN Auchtermouchite liv'd a man, if a' be true that I beard ſay, Who yok's bis plough upon the plain, upon a wet and ricy day: The wind blew cauld which did him flay, from the north-eaſt baita hail and rain, He lous'd his plough, he doughtra ſtay, the cauld did chace him hame again. Goodwife, quoth he, riſe up amain, and gi`e the ſtor baith corn and bay, The more ye ſhall my trouble ken: and l'ſe be goodwife as may Ye've dwelt fou lown this mony a day, about the fire ye fit right gladly To-morrow ye ſhall try the way, and learn yourſelf the pleugh to haud. The feed-time it proves could and bad, and ye fit warm nae trouble fees; The worn ye ſhall paſs with the lad. and the ye'll ken what drinkers drees. Goodman, quoth ſhe, if it you pleaſe, that I muſt travel to the preugh; And ton to dwell at Lame at eaſe. perhaps you may get toil enough. Back, - dare you venture weſt the Cleugh, and thou ſhalt baud and I fall ca',
