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ught his very een enrich&039;d:

even satan glowr&039;d, and fidg&039;d fu&039; fa,

and hotch&039;d and blew wi&039; ight and a:

till first ae caper, syne anither,

ta tt his rean a thegither,

and roars out, “weel done, cutty-sark!”

and an stant all was dark:

and scarcely had he aggie rallied

when out the hellish legion sallied

as bees bizz out wi&039; angry fyke,

when pnderg herds assail their byke;

as open psie&039;s ortal foes,

when, pop! she starts before their nose;

as ear runs the arket-crowd,

when “catch the thief!” reunds aloud;

aggie runs, the witches follow,

wi&039; ony an eldritch skreich and hollow

ah, ta! ah, ta! thou&039;ll t thy fair!

hell, they&039;ll roast thee like a herr!

va thy kate awaits thy !

kate on will be a woefu&039; woan!

now, do thy speedy-utost, g,

and the key-stone o&039; the brig;

there, at the thou thy tail ay toss,

a runng strea they dare na cross

but ere the keystane she uld ake,

the fient a tail she had to shake!

for nannie, far before the rest,

hard upon noble aggie prest,

and flew at ta wi&039; furio ettle;

but little wist she aggie&039;s ttle!

ae sprg brought off her aster hale,

but left behd her a grey tail:

the carl cught her by the rup,

and left poor aggie scarce a stup

now, wha this tale o&039; truth shall read,

ilk an and other&039;s n, take heed:

whene&039;er to drk you are cl&039;d,

or cutty-sarks r your d,

thk ye ay buy the joys o&039;er dear;

reber ta o&039; shanter&039;s are