n' kiss me again!
Drucken or sober, here's to thee, Katie!
And bless'd be the day I did it again.

_Had I the Wyte_ is, we may hope, also purely imaginative drama; it is
certainly vividly imagined and carried through with a delightful
mixture of sympathy and humorous detachment.

HAD I THE WYTE?

Had I the wyte, had I the wyte, [blame]
Had I the wyte? she bade me!
She watch'd me by the hie-gate side, [highroad]
And up the loan she shaw'd me; [lane]
And when I wadna venture in,
A coward loon she ca'd me: [rascal]
Had kirk and state been in the gate, [way (opposing)]
I lighted when she bade me.

Sae craftilie she took me ben, [in]
And bade me make nae clatter;
'For our ramgunshoch glum gudeman [surly]
Is o'er ayont the water;' [beyond]
Whae'er shall say I wanted grace,
When I did kiss and daut her, [pet]
Let him be planted in my place,
Syne say I was the fautor. [Then, transgressor]

Could I for shame, could I for shame,
Could I for shame refused her?
And wadna manhood been to blame,
Had I unkindly used her?
He clawed her wi' the ripplin-kame, [wool-comb]
And blae and bluidy bruised her; [blue]
When sic a husband was frae hame,
What wife but had excused her?

I dighted ay her een sae blue, [wiped, eyes]
And bann'd the cruel randy; [cursed, scoundrel]
And weel I wat her willing mou' [wot, mouth]
Was e'en like sugar-candy.
At gloamin-shot it was, I trow, [sunset]
I lighted, on the Monday;
But I cam through the Tysday's dew, [Tuesday's]
To wanton Willie's brandy.

_Macpherson's Farewell_, made famous by Carlyle's appreciation, is a
glorified version of the "Dying Words" of a condemned bandit, such as
were familiar in broadsides after every notorious execution. Part of
the refrain is old. One may imagine _The Highland Balou_ the lullaby
of Macpherson's child.

MACPHERSON'S FAREWELL

Farewell, ye dungeons dark and strong,
The wretch's destinie!
Macphe