tam o' shanter
a tale.
“of brownyis and of bogillis full is this buke.”
gawin dougs.
when chapman billies leave the street,
and drouthy neibors, neibors, meet;
as market days are wearing te,
and folk begin to tak the gate,
while we sit bousing at the nappy,
an' getting fou and unco happy,
we think na on the ng siles,
the mosses, waters, sps and stiles,
that lie between us and our hame,
where sits our sulky, sullen dame,
gathering her brows like gathering storm,
nursing her wrath to keep it warm.
this truth fand hoam o' shan
Tam O Shanter(1/16)