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CURST Common-senfe, that impo'h-11,
Cam in wi' Maggie Lauder *; But O******* aft made her yell,
An' R***** fair misca'd her:
This day M'******* taks the flail,
An' he's the boy will blaud her! He'll clap a shangan on her tail,
* Alluding to a scoffing ballad which was made on the admission of the late Reverend and worthy Mr L----- to the Laigl Kirk.
O double verse come gie us four,
An' skirl up the Bangor :
Nae mair the knaves shall wrang her,
W' pith this day.
COME, let a proper text be read,
An' touch it aff wi' vigour,
Which made Canaan a niger;
Wi' wh-re abhorring rigour;
* Genesis, ch. ix. ver, 22.
Or Zipporah *, the scauldin jad,
I'th' inn that day.
THERE, try this mettle on the creed,
And bind him down wi' caution,
That Stipend is a carnal weed
He takes but for the fashion;
And gie him o'er the flock, to feed,
And punish each transgression ; Especial, rams that cross the breed,
Gie them fufficient threshin,
Spare them nae day.
Now auld K*********, cock thy tail,
An' tofs thy horas fu' canty;
Nae mair thou’lt rowte out-owre the dale,
Because thy pastures' scanty;
For lapfu's large o' gospel kail
Shall fill thy crib in plenty,
But ilka day?
NAE mair by Bable's streams we'll weep,
To think upon our Zion ;
Like baby-clouts a-dryin ;
And o'er the thairms be tryin:
And a like lamb-tails flyin
Fu' fast this day!
LANG Patronage, wi' rod o' airn,
Has fhor'd the Kirk's undoing
As lately F-nw-ck, fair forfairn,
Has proven to its ruin:
Now R******* harangue nae mair,
But steek your gab for ever ;
Or try the wicked town of A**
For there they'll think you clever; Or, nae restriction on your lear,
Ye may commence a Shaver ;