The entire works of Robert Burns; with an account of his life, and a criticism on his writings . e in their in the east, .re sat auld Nick in shape o beast;wzie tyke, black, grim, and gie them music was his charge:He screwd his pipes and gart them skirl,Till roof and rafters a did dirl.—Coffins stood round like open presses,That shawd the dead in their last die=ses ;/.ndby some devilish cantrip sleight,Each in its cauld hand held a light,—By which heroic Tam was able p note upon the haly table, murderers banes in gibbet aims ;va span-laug, wee uuchristeud bairns :A
The entire works of Robert Burns; with an account of his life, and a criticism on his writings . e in their in the east, .re sat auld Nick in shape o beast;wzie tyke, black, grim, and gie them music was his charge:He screwd his pipes and gart them skirl,Till roof and rafters a did dirl.—Coffins stood round like open presses,That shawd the dead in their last die=ses ;/.ndby some devilish cantrip sleight,Each in its cauld hand held a light,—By which heroic Tam was able p note upon the haly table, murderers banes in gibbet aims ;va span-laug, wee uuchristeud bairns :A thief new-cutted frae a rape, his last gasp his gab did gape:| Five tomahawks, wi* blude red-rusted ;j Five scimitars wi murder crusted ; A garter which a babe had strangled ;I A ku:fe, a fathers throat had mangled,,Whom his ain son o life grey hairs yet stack to the heftWi* mair u horrible and awfuWhich eTn to name wad be unlawfu. As Tammie glowrJ, amazd and curicu»,The mirth and fun grew fast and furious :The piper loud and louder blew ;The daosers quick and quieker flew j. BURNS.— POBMS. They rseKd, they set, they cross.;, they cleek t,Till ilka carliu swat end reekit,And cuost her cuddies to the wink,Aad linkel at it iu ber bark! Now Tain, O Tarn ! had they been queens,A plump an strapping, in their teens jTheir sarka, instead o creeshie limine:),Eeen snaw-white seventeen huuder linen 1Tliir breeks o mine, mv only pair,That ance were plush o gu;d blue hair,1 wad hae gieu them art my huidies IFur ae blink o the bonnie bardies J But witberd beldams auld and droll,Rigwoodie hags wad spean a foal,Loupiug and flinging on a cruuiiuock,i wonder didua turn thy stomach. But Tam kennd what was what fV brawlie,There was ae winsome wench and walie,That night enlisted iu the core, iLang after kennd on Carrick shore !^or uiunie a beast to dead she shot,And perishd monie a bonnie boat,And shook bailh meikle corn an kept the country side in fear,)Her cutty sark
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