The Toast, p.27.

[Tea-Table Miscellany Contents]

To the Tune of, Saw ye my PEGGY

– 

COme let’s ha’e mair wine in, 

Bacchus hates repining, 

Venus loos nae dwining, 

Let’s be blyth and free. 

Away with dull, here t’ye, sir; 

Ye’re mistress, Robie gi’es her, 

We’ll drink her health wi’ pleasure, 

Wha’s belov’d by thee. 

– 

Then let Peggy warm ye, 

That’s a lass can charm ye, 

And to joys alarm ye, 

Sweet is she to me. 

Some angel ye wad ca’ her, 

And never wish ane brawer, 

If ye bare-headed saw her 

Kiltet to the knee. 

– 

PEGGY a dainty lass is, 

Come let’s join our glasses, 

And refresh our hauses 

With a health to thee. 

Let coofs their cash be clinking, 

Be statesmen tint in thinking, 

While we with love and drinking, 

Give our cares the lie. 

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