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LII. Quo' Meg and Kate, “ We'll keep the town, “ We're laying up to buy a gown." « Howt fy! (quo' Jock, that blythesome lown)
“ Obinna thrawin, 6. For Rob and I shall dossy down
“ Your dinner-lawin.
LIII. " As bairns blythe wha get the play, " I trow we'll hae a merry day, « And I'm to be the Alikay
" At Kirk-town ha': “ Mind, Sirs, put on your best array,
" And let's be braw.
LIV. “Olasses ! ye's get favours fair, 66 And sweethearts may be ye'll get there, “ We'll hae a day o' dancing rare,
" Just in a trice; « But mind, ye're soals ye mannae spare,
« Nor yet be nice.
LV. “ Gin ye wad thole to hear a friend,
Tak tent, and no wi' strunts offend, « I've seen queans dink and neatly prin'd,
“ Frae tap to middle, Looking just like the far aff end
« Of an auld fiddle."
LVI. Wow but they a' tak wond'rous tent, Till Johnie's budget is quite spent, And syne baith ane and a' are bent,
To tell their minds Then comes the various comment,
Frae honest hinds.
Shaw reason's power ; Sure fause philosophy began
In hapless hour.
And spare their din; For true's the tale, “ Weel kens the mouse
" When pussie's in !"
LIX. And syne
he does his orders gie, And says, “ Ye'll busy need to be, « The fallowin yon field, I see,
o Tak's unco force : “ But gae awa' e'now (quo' he)
6 And meat the horse."
To mak' the brose,
To hain their joes.
Are flung ding dang: The lads and lasses to enable
Their wames to pang.
LXII. They a' thrang round the lang board now, Whare there is meat for ilka mou', Hiremen their hats and bonnets pu'
Upo' their face, But gentle folks think shame to bow,
Or say a grace.
O simple diet;
And midnight riot.
An hour they pass ;
Looks at his lass.
They rise to wark,
As blyth's a lark.
An elegant translation of this entertaining description of the manners of Scotish peasants, into the language of Virgil's Georgics, would afford an excellent subject for the exertions of genius, by some young classical scholar.