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... Maggie stood right sair astonish'd , Till , by the heel and hand admonish'd , She ventur'd forward on the light ; And , wow ! Tam saw an unco sight ! Warlocks and witches in a dance ; Nae cotillion brent new frae France , But hornpipes ...
... Maggie stood right sair astonish'd , Till , by the heel and hand admonish'd , She ventur'd forward on the light ; And , wow ! Tam saw an unco sight ! Warlocks and witches in a dance ; Nae cotillion brent new frae France , But hornpipes ...
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... , And roars out , " Weel done , Cutty - sark ! And in an instant all was dark ; And scarcely had he Maggie rallied , When out the hellish legion sallied . " " As bees bizz out wi ' angry fyke , When TAM O ' SHANTER . 31.
... , And roars out , " Weel done , Cutty - sark ! And in an instant all was dark ; And scarcely had he Maggie rallied , When out the hellish legion sallied . " " As bees bizz out wi ' angry fyke , When TAM O ' SHANTER . 31.
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... Maggie prest , And flew at Tam wi ' furious ettle ; But little wist she Maggie's mettle — Ae spring brought off her master hale , But left behind her ain gray tail : The car in caught her by the rump , And 32 FAVORITE POEMS .
... Maggie prest , And flew at Tam wi ' furious ettle ; But little wist she Maggie's mettle — Ae spring brought off her master hale , But left behind her ain gray tail : The car in caught her by the rump , And 32 FAVORITE POEMS .
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Robert Burns. The car in caught her by the rump , And left poor Maggie scarce a stump . Now , wha this tale o ' truth shall read , Ilk man and mother's son , tak heed ; Whene'er to drink you are inclin❜d , Or cutty - sarks run in your ...
Robert Burns. The car in caught her by the rump , And left poor Maggie scarce a stump . Now , wha this tale o ' truth shall read , Ilk man and mother's son , tak heed ; Whene'er to drink you are inclin❜d , Or cutty - sarks run in your ...
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... , On blythe yule night when we were fou , Ha , ha , the wooing o't . Maggie coost her head fu ' high , Look'd asklent and unco skeigh , Gart poor Duncan stand abeigh ; Ha , ha , the wooing o't . Paters ( ... 78 FAVORITE POEMS . DUNCAN GRAY.
... , On blythe yule night when we were fou , Ha , ha , the wooing o't . Maggie coost her head fu ' high , Look'd asklent and unco skeigh , Gart poor Duncan stand abeigh ; Ha , ha , the wooing o't . Paters ( ... 78 FAVORITE POEMS . DUNCAN GRAY.
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Страница 32 - Kate soon will be a woefu' woman! Now, do thy speedy utmost, Meg, And win the keystane of the brig; There, at them thou thy tail may toss, A running stream they dare na cross! But ere the keystane she could make, The fient a tail she had to shake; For Nannie, far before the rest, Hard upon noble Maggie prest, And flew at Tarn wi' furious ettle; But little wist she Maggie's mettle!
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