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O Prince O Chief of many throned Pow'rs	A
That led th' embattled Seraphim to war	B
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Milton	C
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O thou whatever title suit thee	D
Auld Hornie Satan Kick or Clootie	D
Wha in yon cavern grim an' sootie	D
Closed under hatches	A
Spairges about the brunstane cootie	D
To scaud poor wretches	A
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Hear me auld Hangie for a wee	D
An' let poor damned bodies be	D
I'm sure sma' pleasure it can gie	E
E'en to a deil	F
To skelp an' scaud poor dogs like me	D
An' hear us squeel	F
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Great is thy pow'r an' great thy fame	G
Far kend an' noted is thy name	G
An' tho' yon lowin heugh's thy hame	G
Thou travels far	H
An' faith thou's neither lag nor lame	G
Nor blate nor scaur	H
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Whyles ranging like a roaring lion	C
For prey a' holes an' corners tryin	C
Whyles on the strong winged tempest flyin	C
Tirlin the kirks	A
Whiles in the human bosom pryin	C
Unseen thou lurks	A
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I've heard my reverend Graunie say	A
In lanely glens ye like to stray	A
Or where auld ruin'd castles gray	A
Nod to the moon	C
Ye fright the nightly wand'rer's way	A
Wi' eldricht croon	C
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When twilight did my Graunie summon	C
To say her prayers douce honest woman	C
Aft yont the dyke she's heard you bummin	C
Wi' eerie drone	C
Or rustlin thro' the boortries comin	C
Wi' heavy groan	C
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Ae dreary windy winter night	D
The stars shot down wi' sklentin light	D
Wi' you mysel I gat a fright	D
Ayont the lough	I
Ye like a rash buss stood in sight	D
Wi' waving sough	I
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The cudgel in my nieve did shake	J
Each bristl'd hair stood like a stake	J
When wi' an eldritch stoor quaick quaick	J
Amang the springs	A
Awa ye squatter'd like a drake	J
On whistling wings	A
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Let warlocks grim an' wither'd hags	A
Tell how wi' you on rag weed nags	A
They skim the muirs an' dizzy crags	A
Wi' wicked speed	D
And in kirk yards renew their leagues	A
Owre howkit dead	D
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Thence countra wives wi' toil an' pain	C
May plunge an' plunge the kirn in vain	C
For oh the yellow treasure's taen	C
By witching skill	F
An' dawtit twal pint hawkie's gaen	C
As yell's the bill	F
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Thence mystic knots mak great abuse	A
On young guidmen fond keen an' crouse	A
When the best wark lume i' the house	A
By cantrip wit	D
Is instant made no worth a louse	A
Just at the bit	D
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When thowes dissolve the snawy hoord	D
An' float the jinglin icy boord	D
Then water kelpies haunt the foord	D
By your direction	C
An' nighted trav'llers are allur'd	D
To their destruction	C
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An' aft your moss traversing spunkies	A
Decoy the wight that late an' drunk is	A
The bleezin curst mischievous monkeys	A
Delude his eyes	A
Till in some miry slough he sunk is	A
Ne'er mair to rise	A
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When masons' mystic word an' grip	K
In storms an' tempests raise you up	L
Some cock or cat your rage maun stop	M
Or strange to tell	F
The youngest brother ye wad whip	K
Aff straught to hell	F
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Lang syne in Eden's bonie yard	D
When youthfu' lovers first were pair'd	D
An' all the soul of love they shar'd	D
The raptur'd hour	H
Sweet on the fragrant flow'ry sward	D
In shady bow'r	H
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Then you ye auld snick drawing dog	J
Ye came to Paradise incog	J
An' play'd on man a cursed brogue	J
Black be your fa'	I
An' gied the infant world a shog	J
'Maist ruin'd a'	N
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D'ye mind that day when in a bizz	A
Wi' reekit duds an' reestit gizz	A
Ye did present your smoutie phiz	A
'Mang better folk	J
An' sklented on the man of Uzz	A
Your spitefu' joke	J
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An' how ye gat him I' your thrall	F
An' brak him out o' house an' hall	F
While scabs an' botches did him gall	F
Wi' bitter claw	F
An' lows'd his ill tongu'd wicked scawl	F
Was warst ava	I
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But a' your doings to rehearse	A
Your wily snares an' fechtin fierce	A
Sin' that day Michael did you pierce	A
Down to this time	G
Wad ding a' Lallan tongue or Erse	A
In prose or rhyme	G
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An' now auld Cloots I ken ye're thinkin	C
A certain Bardie's rantin drinkin	C
Some luckless hour will send him linkin	C
To your black pit	D
But faith he'll turn a corner jinkin	C
An' cheat you yet	D
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But fare ye well auld Nickie ben	C
O wad ye tak a thought an' men'	C
Ye aiblins might I dinna ken	C
Still hae a stake	J
I'm wae to think upo' yon den	C
Ev'n for your sake	J

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