Searching auld wives' barrels,
Och, hon! the day!
That clarty barm should stain my laurels;
But, what'll ye say!
These movin' things ca'd wives and weans
Wad move the very hearts o' stanes!
Spoken, On Being Appointed To The Excise.
Robert Burns
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