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40 THE SEY-LABK,
Weary fa' Kate, that she winna nod too,
She sits i' the corner suppin a' the broo
And when the bit bairnies wad e'en hae their share?.
She gie r
s them the ladle—but ne'er a drap 's there.
For we're a noddin, &c.
Nowfareweel, Kimmer, and weel may ye thrive,
They say the French is rinnin' for't, and weel hae
peace belyve;.
The bear's i' the braird, and the hay's i' the stack,
And a' will be right wi 's gin Jamie were come backt
For we're a noddin, &c.
GLEE.—ALDIBORONTI.
Aldiboronti, Foschophornia,
Where left ye Chrononhotonthologos ?
Fatigued, within his tent, by the toils of war, ou
downy couch reposing
Rigdumfunnidos, watching near him ; while the
Prince is dosing;
Aldiboronti, Foschophornia,
Chrononhotonthologos.
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