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T. R. Smith, comp. Poetica Erotica: Rare and Curious Amatory Verse. 1921–22.

Gie the Lass Her Fairin’

By Robert Burns (1759–1796)
 
(From Merry Muses of Caledonia, c. 1800)

O GIE the lass her fairin’, lad,
  O gie the lass her fairin’,
An’ something else she’ll gie to you,
  That’s wallow worth the wearin’;
Syne coup her o’er amang the creels,        5
  When ye hae ta’en your brandy,
The mair ye bang, the mair she squeels,
  An’ hey for houghmagandie.
 
Then gie the lass her fairin’, lad,
  O gie the lass her fairin’,        10
An’ she’ll gie you a hairy thing,
  An’ of it be na sparin’;
But lay her o’er amang the creels,
  An’ bar the door wi’ baith your heels,
The mair she gets, the mair she squeals,        15
  An’ hey for houghmagandie.