“Chaps like these, like butterflees,
Win owte wi’ pride an’ blether.”
Anderson. Laird Johnie.
Blink, S, glance.
“The evening sun was ne’er sae sweet
As was the blink o’ Phemie’s e’e.”
Burns. Blythe was she.
Blurt, C; Blirt, S, sudden burst of weeping, etc.
“The lassie lost her silken snood,
Whilk cost her monie a blirt an’ bleer e’e.”