for a'their clish-ma-cver:
there, him at agincourt wha shone,
few better were or braver:
a, wi' funny, queer sir john,
he was an unco shaver
for mony a day.
for yht rev'rend osnaburg,
s the wn-sleeve sweeter,
altho' a ribbon at y
wad been a dress pleter:
as ye disown yon paughty dog,
that bears the keys of peter,
then swith! an' get a wife to hug,
or trowth, ye'll staire
some luckless day!
young, royal tarry-breeks, i learn,
ye've tely e athwart her—
a glorious galley, stem and stern,
weel rig
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