“Ane whiskey-toddy on fowre leeps.”[7]
Wull ye be my ain, my lassie?
Pibroch-peeps wi’ jug and glassie;
Pladdie, too, wi’ ribbon sassie,[8]
A’ sae hinsom’,
A’ sae winsom’,
All I gie, but hae nae brassie.
Says she, “Sin ye’ve nae brassie-jingle,
All the rest is sandie-shingle;
Sae wi’ ye I winna mingle,”