TAM O'SHANTER
Kirk-Alloway seem'd in a bleeze;
Thro' ilka bore the beams were glancing;
And loud resounded mirth and dancing.
There sat Auld Nick, in shape o' beast;
A towzy tyke, black, grim and large,
To gie' them music was his charge.
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TAM O'SHANTER
Kirk-Alloway seem'd in a bleeze; Thro' ilka bore the beams were glancing; And loud resounded mirth and dancing.
There sat Auld Nick, in shape o' beast; A towzy tyke, black, grim and large, To gie' them music was his charge.
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