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proving; tastingThe prieving was gude, it pleas’d them baith;
To lo’e her for ay he gae her his aith.
Quo she, “To leave thee I will be laith,
 My winsome gaberlunzieman.

“O kend my minny I were wi’ zou,
Ill-fardly wad she crook her mou’.
she’d never trustSic a poor man sheld nevir trow,
 Aftir the gaberlunzieman.”
“My dear,” quo he, “zee’re zet owre zonge;
And hae na learnt the beggar’s tonge,
To follow me frae toun to toun,
 And carrie the gaberlunzie on.

chalk and ruddle (for marking sheep)“Wi kauk and keel, Ill win zour bread,
And spindles and whorles for them wha need—
Whilk is a gentil trade indeed,
 The gaberlunzie to carrie O!
bendIll bow my leg and crook my knee,
cloth; ragAnd draw a black clout owre my ee;
A criple or blind they will cau me,
 While we sall sing and be merry O!”