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mr. william smellie—a sketch

shrewd willie smellie to crochallan came;

the old cock'd hat, the grey surtout the same;

his bristling beard just rising in its might,

'twas four long nights and days to shaving night:

his uncomb'd grizzly locks, wild staring, thatch'd

a head for thought profound and clear, unmatch'd;

yet tho' his caustic wit was biting-rude,

his heart was warm, benevolent, and good.

rattlin', roarin' willie

as i cam by crochallan,

i cannilie keekit ben;

rattlin', roarin' willie

was sittin at yon boord-en';

sittin at yon boord-en,

and amang gude companie;

rattlin', roarin' willie,

you're welcome hame to me!