But here my muse her wing maun cower;
Sic flights are far beyond her power;
To sing how Nannie lap and flang[[167]]
(A souple jade she was, and strang),
And how Tam stood like are bewitched,
And thought his very e'en enriched.
Even Satan glowered and fidged fu' fain,[[168]]
And hotch'd[[169]] and blew wi' might and main;
Till first ae caper, syne[[170]] anither,
Tam tint[[171]] his reason a' thegither,