William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. The Book of Georgian Verse. 1909.
Willie Brewed a Peck o MautRobert Burns (17591796)
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And Rob and Allan cam’ to see;
Three blither hearts, that lee-lang night,
Ye wad na find in Christendie.
But just a drappie in our e’e;
The cock may craw, the day may daw,
And aye we’ll taste the barley bree.
Three merry boys I trow are we;
And mony a night we’ve merry been,
And mony mae we hope to be!
We are na fu’, etc.
That’s blinkin’ in the lift sae hie;
She shines sae bright to wile us hame,
But, by my sooth, she’ll wait a wee!
We are na fu’, etc.
A cuckold coward loon is he!
Wha last beside his chair shall fa’,
He is the king amang us three!
We are na fu’, etc.