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...them, 0 ; An' tho' at last they catch them fast, Their hearts can ne'er enjoy them, 0. Green grow, &c. But gie me a canny hour at e'en, My arms about my Dearie, 0 ; An' warly cares, an' warly men, May a' gae tapsalteerie, O ! Green gvow, &c. For you sae douse,...

...still may fly them, 0 ; An' tho' at last they catch them fast, Their hearts can ne'er enjoy them, 0. But gi'e me a canny hour at e'en, My arms about my dearie, 0 ; An' warly cares, an' warly men, May a' gae tapsalteerie, 0. For you sac douce, ye sneer at this,...

...still may fly them 0 ; An' though at last they catch them fast, Their hearts can ne'er enjoy them 0. I met advancing. The pursuit I led, 502 503 Till we 0, An' warly cares an' warly men May all gae tapsalteerie 0. For you sae douce, ye sneer at this, Ye...

...still may fly them, O ; An' though at last they catch them fast, Their hearts can ne'er enjoy them, O. But gie me a canny hour at e'en, My arms about my...dearie, O ; An' warly cares, an' warly men, May a' gae tapsalteerie, O. For you so douce, ye sneer at this, Your nought but senseless asses, O ; The wisest...

...still may fly them O ; An' tho' at last they catch them fast, Their hearts can ne'er enjoy them O. Gie me a canny hour at e'en, My arms about my dearie O, An warly cares and warly men May all gae tapsalteerie O. For you sae douce, you sneer at this, Ye're naught but senseless...

...idle unsettled person, who will not fix to any employment. — Grose. Tapsalteerie, topsiturvy. 0ie me a canny hour at e'en, My arms about my dearie O ; And worldly cares and worldly men, May a" gang tapsalteerie 0. Robert Burns. Targe, a shield. ^Vhen...

...still may fly them, O ; And though at last they catch them fast, Their hearts can ne'er enjoy them, O. But gie me a canny hour at een, My arms about my dearie, O, And warl'ly cares, and warl'ly men, May a' gae tapsalteerie, O. For you sae douce, ye sneer at this,...

...them, O; An' tho' at last they catch them fast, Their hearts can ne'er enjoy them, O. Green grow, &c. But gie me a canny hour at e'en, My arms about my...Dearie, O; An' warly cares, an' warly men, May a' gae tapsalteerie, O! Green grow, &c. * Altered, in 1793, to " spent," which necessarily involves another...