Halloween（3 / 9）

  wi' him that night.
  the auld guid-wife's weel-hoordit nits
  are round an' round dividend,
  an' mony lads an' lasses' fates
  are there that night decided:
  some kindle couthie side by side,
  and burn thegither trimly;
  some start awa wi' saucy pride,
  an' jump out owre the chimlie
  fu' high that night.
  jean slips in twa, wi' tentie e'e;
  wha 'twas, she wadna tell;
  but this is jock, an' this is me,
  she says in to hersel':
  he bleez'd owre her, an' she owre him,
  as they wad never mair part:
  till fuff! he started up the lum,
  an' jean had e'en a sair heart
  to see't that night.
  poor willie, wi' his bow-kail runt,
  was brunt wi' primsie mallie;
  an' mary, nae doubt, took the drunt,
  to be compar'd to willie:
  mall's nit lap out, wi' pridefu' fling,
  an' her ain fit, it brunt it;
  while willie lap, and swore by jing,
  'twas just the way he wanted
  to be that night.
  nell had the fause-house in her min',
  she pits hersel an' rob in; ↑返回顶部↑