[Tea-Table Miscellany Contents]
Jocky fou, Jenny fain,
Jenny was nae ill to gain,
She was couthy, he was kind,
And thus the wooer tell’d his mind.
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Jenny I’ll nae mair be nice,
Gi’e me love at ony price;
I winna prig for red or whyt,
Love alane can gi’e delyt.
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Others seek they kenna what,
In looks, in carriage, and a’ that;
Give me love, for her I court:
Love in love makes a’ the sport.
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Colours mingl’d unco fine,
Common motives lang sinsyne,
Never can engage my love,
Until my fancy first approve.
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It is na meat but appetite
That makes our eating a delyt;
Beauty is at best deceit;
Fancy only kens nae cheat.
– Old Songs with Additions.
