“ After long toils and troubles past,
⁠how sweet to tread our native soil,
With conquest to return at last,
⁠and deck our sweethearts with the spoil,
No one to beauty should pretend
But such as dare its rights defend. ”

“ We drank wine in a cegie
She see'd a man to rub mp horse,
And wow but I was vogie.
But I gat ne'er sae sair a fleg,
Since I came frae my daddy,
The laird came rap rap to the yet,
When I was wi' his lady.
Then she pat me behind a chair
And happ'd me wi' a plaidie,
But I was like to swarf with fear,
And wish'd me wi' my daddy.
The laird gaed out he saw na me,
I gaed when I was ready,
I promis'd but I ne'er gaed back,
To see his bonny lady.
This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago. ”

“ The lassie taking tent unto the door she went
⁠And she open'd and let him in.
Flee up, flee up. my bonny grey cock,
⁠And craw when it is day;
Your neck shall be like the bonny beaten gold
⁠And your wings of the silver grey ”

“ But now his awa and I dinna ken whare he's;
O gin he was back to his minny and me;
My heart has nae room when I think on my dawty
His dear rosy haffits brings tears in my ee:
But now he's awa, and I dinna ken whare he's;
Gin we could ance meet we's ne'er part till we die. ”

“ Where ilka lad maun hae his lass,
⁠But I maun hae my cogie,
⁠But I maun hae my cogie, troth,
⁠I canna want my cogie,
I wadna gie my three gird cog
⁠For a' the wives in Bogie.
Johnny Smith has got a wife
⁠Wha scrimps him o' his cogie ”