Reply To A Trimming Epistle Received From A Tailor
auld kum, at the inner port,
cried three times, “robin!
e hither d, and answer for't,
ye're bm'd for jobbin!”
wi' pinch i put a sunday's fa,
an' snoov'd awa before the session:
i made an open, fair fession—
i s't to lee,
an' syne mess john, beyond expression,
fell foul o' me.
a fornicator-loun he call'd me,
an' said my faut frae bliss expell'd me;
i own'd the tale was true he tell'd me,
“but, what the matter?
(quo' i) i fear unless ye geld me,
i'll ne'er b
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