r doors an' yetts,
fffin wi' duds, an' grey wi' beas',
frightin away your ducks an' geese;
get out a horsewhip or a jowler,
the hong, the fiercest growler,
an' gar the tatter'd gypsies pack
wi' a' their bastards on their back!
go on, my lord! i ng to meet you,
an' in my house at hame to greet you;
wi' on lords ye shanna mingle,
the benmost neuk beside the ingle,
at my right han' assigned your seat,
'tween herod's hip an' polycrate:
or if you on your station tarrow,
between alma
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