wim;
for fools will prate o' right ,
while knaves ugh them to s;
but the soger's friends hae bwn the best,
so he shall bear the horn.”
then whisky jean spak owre her drink,
“ye weel ken, kimmers a',
the auld gudeman o' london court,
his back's been at the wa';
“and mony a friend that kiss'd his caup
is now a fremit wight;
but it's ne'er be said o' whisky jean—
we'll send the border knight.”
then slow raise marjory o' the lochs,
and wrinkled was her brow,
her a weed was russet gray,
h
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