Are doubly fir'd.
That merry night we get the corn in!
O sweetly then thou reams the horn in! foamest
Or reekin' on a New-Year mornin' smoking
In cog or bicker, bowl, cup
An' just a wee drap sp'ritual burn in, whisky
An' gusty sucker! tasty sugar
When Vulcan gies his bellows breath,
An' ploughmen gather wi' their graith, implements
O rare to see thee fizz an' freath froth