Address To The Unco Guid, Or The Rigidly(2 / 3)

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  discount what scant occasion gave,
  that purity ye pride in;
  and (what's aft mair than a' the lave),
  your better art o' hidin.
  think, when your castigated pulse
  gies now and then a wallop!
  what ragings must his veins convulse,
  that still eternal gallop!
  wi' wind and tide fair i' your tail,
  right on ye scud your sea-way;
  but in the teeth o' baith to sail,
  it maks a unco lee-way.
  see social life and glee sit down,
  all joyous and unthinking,
  till, quite transmugrified, they're grown
  debauchery and drinking:
  o would they stay to calculate
  th' eternal consequences;
  or your more dreaded hell to state,
  damnation of expenses!
  ye high, exalted, virtuous dames,
  tied up in godly laces,
  before ye gie poor frailty names,
  suppose a change o' cases;
  a dear-lov'd lad, convenience snug,
  a treach'rous inclination—
  but let me whisper i' your lug,
  ye're aiblins nae temptation.
  then gently scan your brother man,
  still gentler sister woman; ↑返回顶部↑

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