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But ne'er a groat's in pouch of mine

Carle, now the King's come!

“ Deil care for that I'se never start,
We'll welcome him with Highland heart;
Whate'er we have he's get a part-

Carle, now the King's come!
“I'll show him mason-work this day -
Nane of your bricks of Babel clay,
But towers shall stand till Time's away

Carle, now the King's come!

“I'll show him wit, I'll show him lair,
And gallant lads and lasses fair,
And what wad kind heart wish for mair ?.

Carle, now the King's come!
"Step out, Sir John,' of projects rife,
Come win the thanks of an auld wife,
And bring him health and length of life -

Carle, now the King's come!”


*[The Right honourable Sir John Sinclair of Ulster, Bart., author of “The Code of Health and Longevity,” &c. &c.,—the well-known patron and projector of national and patriotic plans and improvements innumerable during a lifetime of now about fourscore years.


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