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Original Scottish Rhymes;

with humourous and satirical songs. By DAVID WEBSTER

Paisley: Caldwell and Son, 2, New-Street

1835

The Following little volume of scottish rhymes is humbly dedicated to Mr. John M’lean, hurlet, by his sincere friend, the author.

Witches of Dumbarton

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O why nae bardie blunts his quill,
To sing Craigunoch’s fragant hill,
Likewise Dumbuck where witches yell,
May gie him scope;
For there ’tis said did fairies dwell,
in mony a group.

This leads me on ‘mang ither blithers,
To tell a story o’ my mithers,
And though I’m in a thousand swithers
About the mater,
It’s maybe just as true as ithers
O’ sic a nature.

But whether it was on hallowe’en
The following wondrous sight was seen,
She coudna, ’twas sae lang since syne,
Just be exact;
But just she saw’t wi’ her twa een,
And ’twas a fact.

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