Death and Doctor Hornbook（6 / 7）

  has clad a score i' their last claith,
  by drap an' pill.
  “an honest wabster to his trade,
  whase wife's twa nieves were scarce weel-bred
  gat tippence-worth to mend her head,
  when it was sair;
  the wife slade cannie to her bed,
  but ne'er spak mair.
  “a country laird had ta'en the batts,
  or some curmurring in his guts,
  his only son for hornbook sets,
  an' pays him well:
  the lad, for twa guid gimmer-pets,
  was laird himsel'.
  “a bonie lass—ye kend her name—
  some ill-brewn drink had hov'd her wame;
  she trusts hersel', to hide the shame,
  in hornbook's care;
  horn sent her aff to her lang hame,
  to hide it there.
  “that's just a swatch o' hornbook's way;
  thus goes he on from day to day,
  thus does he poison, kill, an' slay,
  an's weel paid for't;
  yet stops me o' my lawfu' prey,
  wi' his damn'd dirt:
  “but, hark! i'll tell you of a plot,
  tho' dinna ye be speakin o't;
  i'll nail the self-conceited sot,
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