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<NAME>Mona Logarbo</NAME>
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<HEAD>A DIALOGUE Between Ald <HI>John M'clatchy,</HI> and Young <HI>Willie Ha,</HI> about the Marriage of his Daughter <HI>Maggy M'clatchy.</HI></HEAD>
<OPENER>To an Excellent New Tune.</OPENER>
<LG>
<L>THE Meal was dear &s;hort &s;hine,</L>
<L>When they were Married together;</L>
<L>Ann <HI>Maggy</HI> &s;he was in her prime,</L>
<L>When <HI>Willy</HI> made Court&s;hip till her.</L>
<L>Twa Pi&s;tols Charg'd be-gue&s;s,</L>
<L>To give the Courtier a Shot,</L>
<L>Ann &s;ine came ben the La&s;s,</L>
<L>Wee Swats drawn frae the Butt:</L>
<L>He fir&s;t &s;pears at the Good-man,</L>
<L>Ann &s;ine at <HI>Jean</HI> her Mither,</L>
<L>Gin ye'll gi'e us a bit Land,</L>
<L>We'll Buckle our &s;elves together.</L>
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<SPEAKER>Old Man.</SPEAKER>
<L>My Daughter ye &s;hall ha'e</L>
<L>I'll gi'e ye her be the Hann,</L>
<L>But wee my Wife I man quat</L>
<L>Gin I quat we my Lann;</L>
<L>But your Tocher &s;hall be good,</L>
<L>I'll ne'er gang nen the meek,</L>
<L>The La&s;s bin in her Snood,</L>
<L>And <HI>Cromy</HI> that kens the Stake;</L>
<L>Wee an ald Bedding o' Clea's,</L>
<L>Was left me by my Mither,</L>
<L>They're geet-black o're wee fleas</L>
<L>You may H&mdash;dle in them together.</L>
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<SPEAKER>Young-Man.</SPEAKER>
<L>A Bargain it &s;hall be,</L>
<L>But ye man mend your Hann,</L>
<L>Ann think on Mode&s;tie;</L>
<L>Gin ye'll no' quat wee your Lann,</L>
<L>We are but young ye ken,</L>
<L>Ann now we're ga<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">n together,</L>
<L>A Hou&s;e is But and Ben,</L>
<L>Ann <HI>Cromie</HI> &s;he wants her Fadder;</L>
<L>The Bairns are coming on,</L>
<L>Ann they'll cry on there Mither,</L>
<L>We ha'e neither Pot nor Pan,</L>
<L>But four bair Legs together.</L>
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<SP>
<SPEAKER>Old Man.</SPEAKER>
<L>Thou &s;hall ha'e Tocher aneugh,</L>
<L>Ann that thou need not fear,</L>
<L>Twa good &s;tilts to the Pleugh,</L>
<L>Ann thou thy &s;elf man &s;tear;</L>
<L>Thou'&s;t ha'e twa good ald pocks,</L>
<L>That was en&s;t made of the Tweel,</L>
<L>The teen to had the Groats,</L>
<L>The tither to had the Meal:</L>
<L>Wee an ald Ki&s;t made o' wans</L>
<L>I'll give thee to thy Coffer,</L>
<L>Wee eiken woddie bans,</L>
<L>And that may had your Tocher.</L>
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<SPEAKER>Young-Man.</SPEAKER>
<L>Con&s;ider now Good-man,</L>
<L>I ha'e but barrow'd geer,</L>
<L>The Bea&s;t that I Ride on,</L>
<L>Is <HI>Sanny Wil&s;on</HI>'s Meer;</L>
<L>But as &s;oon as I gan heem,</L>
<L>I'll take me to my Cutts,</L>
<L>The Saddle is nean of my ain,</L>
<L>Ann the&s;e are barraw'd Boots,</L>
<L>The Clock is <HI>Geordie Wat</HI>'s,</L>
<L>That gars me look &s;o Cru&s;s,</L>
<L>Fy fill us a Cog o'Swats</L>
<L>We'll mak ne ma<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">e toomrou&s;s.</L>
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<SP>
<SPEAKER>Old-Man.</SPEAKER>
<L>Thou art an one&s;t Lad,</L>
<L>For telling me &s;o plain,</L>
<L>I Married when little I had,</L>
<L>Of Gear that was my ain;</L>
<L>Good-&s;ooth if it be &s;e,</L>
<L>The Bride &s;he man come forth,</L>
<L>Tho' a the gear &s;he has,</L>
<L>It is but little worth;</L>
<L>A Briddle it &s;hall be,</L>
<L>Se &s;pear at <HI>Jean</HI> her Mither,</L>
<L>Content am I, quoth &s;he,</L>
<L>Fy gar the La&s;s come hither;</L>
<L>The Bride lap in to the Bed,</L>
<L>Ann the Bridgroom ged till her</L>
<L>The Fidler crap in to the mids</L>
<L>Ann they H&mdash;dled altogether.</L>
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<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
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