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air handled. Ye're the weight o' Jock's cog, brose and a'. Ye're there yet, and your belt hale. "Spoken when people say, 'They will go to such a place, and there do thrive and prosper,' &c., which we think unlikely."--_Kelly._ Ye're thrifty and thro' thriving, when your head gangs doun your bottom's rising. Ye're unco gude, and ye'll grow fair. Ye're up in the buckle, like John Barr's cat. Ye're very foresighted, like Forsyth's cat. Ye're weel awa if ye bide, an' we're weel quat. Ye're welcome, but ye'll no win ben. Ye rin awa wi' the harrows. "To run on with a great flow of language, assuming what ought to be proved, or totally disregarding what has been said on the opposite side."--_Jamieson._ Ye seek grace wi' a graceless face. Ye ser'd me as the wife did the cat--coost me into the kirn, and syne harl'd me out again. That is, you have placed me in a good position merely to take me from it again. Ye'se get your brose out o' the lee side o' the pot. A promise of the best that the pot contains. Ye shanna be niffered but for a better. Ye shanna want as lang as I hae, but look weel to your ain. Ye shape shune by your ain shauchled feet. You judge of others by yourself. Ye shine like a white gir about a shairney cog. Ye shine like the sunny side o' a shairney wecht. "A ridicule upon people when they appear fine."--_Kelly._ Ye sit like craws in the mist. That is, in the dark. Ye sleep like a dog in a mill. That is, with one eye open. Ye sleep like a dog when the wife's baking. Ye soon weary o' doin' weel. Ye tak a bite out o' your ain buttock. Ye tak but a foal's share o' the harrow. Ye tak the first word o' flyting. "'Wheelie, I'll be as plain as I'm pleasant--mind you're no to expect me to dance with you.' 'It's verra weel o' you, Miss Mary,' replied Andrew pawkily, 'to tak the first word o' flyting; but ye should first ken whether ye're come up to my mark or no.'"--_Sir Andrew Wylie._ Ye tak mair in your gab than your cheeks can haud. Ye wad be a gude Borrowstone sow--ye smell weel. "Spoken when people pretend to find the smell of something that we would conceal."--_Kelly._ Ye wad be a gude piper's bitch--ye smell out the weddings. Ye wad clatter a cat to death. "'Clatter,' to prattle, to act as a tell-tale."--_Jamieson._ Ye wad gar me trow my head's
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