The Whole Proceedings of
Jockey and Maggy's Courtship
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PART FIRST.
Jockey. Hey Maggy wilt thou stay and tak kent fouk hame wi' the nicht.
Maggy. Wiltu come awa' than John, I fain wad be hame or the kie come in our mickle Riggy is sic a ⟨rummeling⟩ royte, she rins aye thro' the byre, ⟨and⟩ sticks a' the bits o' couties; my ⟨mither⟩ isna able to haud her to her ⟨ain⟩ stake.
Jock. Hute, we'll be hame in braw time woman; And how's a' your folks at hame.
Mag. Indeed I canna weel tell you man; our gude man is a' gane wi' the gout; my mither is very frail, my father he's aye wandering about, and widdling amang the beasts.
Jock. But, dear Maggy, they tell me we're gaun to get a wedding of the thee and Andrew Merrymouth, the Laird's young gardner.
Mag. Na, na, he maun hae a brawer lass to be his wife than the like o me,
