...fave their fkin. But bring a SCOTCHMAN frae his hill, Clap in his cheek a Highland gill, Say, fuch is royal GEORGE'S will, An' there's the foe, He has nae thought but how to kill Twa at a blow. Nae cauld, faint-hearted doublings teafe him; Death comes, wi' fearlefs eye he fees him ; Wi' bluidy...

...fave their fkin. But bring a Scotchman frae his hill, Clap in his cheek a Highland gill, Say, fuchis royal George's will, An' there's the foe, He has nae thought but how to kill Twa at a blow. Nae cauld, faint-hearted doubtings teafe him ; Death comes, wi' fearlefs eye he fees him; \Vi' bluidy...

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...Scotsman is humorous. " But bring a Scotsman frae his hill, " Clap in his cheek a Highland gill,t " Say, such is royal George's will, " An' there's the...has nae thought but how to kill " Twa at a blow." Here the notion of danger rouses the imagination of the poet. He goes on thus : « Nae * The jfutbor's...

...or rin, Till flcelp—a fhot — they're aff, a' throwther, To fave their fkin. But bring a Scotfman frae his hill, Clap in his cheek a Highland gill, Say, Such is royal George''?, will, An' there's the foe ; He has nae thought but how to kill Twa at a blow. • Nae cauld,...

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...countrymen who drink the spirit of malt. The description of the Scotsman is humorous : " But bring a Scotsman frae his hill, Clap in his cheek a Highland...He has nae thought but how to kill Twa at a blow." Here the notion of danger rouses the imagination of the poet. He goes on thus : " Nae caulcl, faint-hearted...

...countrymen who drink the spirit of malt. The description of the Scotsman is humorous : " But bring a Scotsman frae his hill, Clap in his cheek a Highland...is royal George's will, An' there's the foe, He has uae thought but how to kill Twa at a blow." Here the notion of danger rouses the imagination of the...

...stan' or rin, Till skelp — a shot — they're aff', a throwther, To save their skin. But But bring a Scotsman frae his hill, Clap in his cheek a Highland gill, Say, such is royal George s will, An' there's the foe, lie has nae thought but how to kill Twa at a blow. Nae cauld, faint-hearted...

...To stan' or rin, Till skelp — a shot — they're aff, a' throwther, To save their skin. But bring a Scotsman frae his hill, Clap in his cheek a Highland...He has nae thought but how to kill Twa at a blow. Nae cauld, faint-hearted doublings tease him; Death comes, wi' fearless eye he sees himj Wi' bluidy...