from The Wee Raggit Laddie to the Laird of Blackford Hill - by
Stout Laird o’ Blackford Hill, let me
/ But gain your honour’s lug a wee,
/ I fain wad let your lairdship see
/ …
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Winter Bairns - by
Winter bairns are happed in snaw,
/ singing merrily on the brae.
/ Cauld aneuch the wind micht blaw,
/ it winna worry sic as they.
/
/ In…
Street Talk - by
There was a rammie in the street,
/ A stishie and stramash.
/ The crabbit wifie up the stair
/ Pit up her winda sash.
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/ “Nou…