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EPISTLE TO JOHN WILLIAMSON, by            
First Line: My worthy freen', an' social sowl
Last Line: An' mak's us blythe till the mornin'!
Subject(s): Friendship


My worthy freen', an' social sowl,
As ever sat before a bowl,
Wi' you I'd sit an' never growl,
Till the sun blinks through in the mornin'!

Your blythesome face I like to see,
Ye're aye sae fu' o' social glee,
It's I could sit an' crack wi' thee
Till the wee sma' hours o' the mornin'!

Nae cankert wife oor peace annoys,
Nae argument oor mirth destroys,
True freen'ship sweetens a' oor joys,
An' mak's us blythe till the mornin'!





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