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Poem by Joanna Baillie
Hooly and Fairly
Oh, neighbours! what had I ado for to marry, My wife she drinks possets and wine o' Canary, And ca's me a niggardly, thraw-gabbit early, O gin my wife wad drink hooly and fairly! Hooly and fairly, &c. She feasts wi' her kimmers on dainties enew, Aye bowing and smirking and dighting her mou', While I sit aside and am helpet but sparely, O gin my wife wad feast hooly and fairly! Hooly and fairly, &c. To fairs and to bridals and preachings and a', She gangs sae light-hearted and busket sae braw, It's ribbons and mantuas that gars me gae barely, O gin my wife would spend hooly and fairly! Hooly and fairly, &c. In the kirk sic commotion last sabbath she made, Wi' babs o' red roses and briest-knots o'erlaid, The dominie sticket his psalm very nearly, O gin my wife wad dress hooly and fairly! Hooly and fairly, &c. She's warring and flyting frae morning till e'en, And if ye gainsay her, her eye glowrs sae keen! Then tongue, neive and cudgel, she'll lay on you sairly! O gin my wife wad strike hooly and fairly! Hooly and fairly, &c. When tired wi' her cantraps, she lies in her bed, The wark a' neglecket, the house ill up-red, When a' our guid neighbours are stirring right early, O gin my wife wad sleep timely and fairly! Hooly and fairly, &c. A word o' good counsel or grace she'll hear none, She bardies the elders and mocks at mess John, And back in his teeth his ain text she flings rarely! O gin my wife wad speak hooly and fairly! Hooly and fairly, &c. I wish I were single, I wish I were freed, I wish I were doited, I wish I were dead; Or she in the mools, to dement me nae mair, lay; What does't avail to cry hooly and fairly? Hooly and fairly, hooly and fairly, Wasting my breath to cry hooly and fairly!
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