she pits hersel an' rob in;
in loving bleeze they sweetly join,
till white ihey're sobbin:
nell's heart was dan at the view;
she whisper'd rob to leuk for't:
rob, stownlins, prie'd her bonie mou',
fu' cozie in the neuk for't,
uhat night.
but merran sat behint their backs,
her thoughts on andrew bell:
she lea'es them gashin at their cracks,
an' slips out—by hersel';
she thro' the yard the aks,
an' for the kiln she goes then,
an' darklins grapit for the bauks,
and in the blue
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