On The Late Captain Groses Peregrination（2 / 3）

  and taen the—antiquarian trade,
  i think they call it.
  he has a fouth o' auld nick-nackets:
  rusty airn caps and jinglin jackets,
  wad haud the lothians three in tackets,
  a towmont gude;
  and parritch-pats and auld saut-backets,
  before the flood.
  of eve's first fire he has a cinder;
  auld tubalcain's fire-shool and fender;
  that which distinguished the gender
  o' balaam's ass:
  a broomstick o' the witch of endor,
  weel shod wi' brass.
  forbye, he'll shape you aff fu' gleg
  the cut of adam's philibeg;
  the knife that nickit abel's craig
  he'll prove you fully,
  it was a faulding jocteleg,
  or lang-kail gullie.
  but wad ye see him in his glee,
  for meikle glee and fun has he,
  then set him down, and twa or three
  gude fellows wi' him:
  and port, o port! shine thou a wee,
  and then ye'll see him!
  now, by the pow'rs o' verse and prose!
  thou art a dainty chield, o grose!—
  whae'er o' thee shall ill suppose,
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