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Like ane wi' thirstie appetite Quha swalloweth orange pulp,Wes hearde a huggle an a bite, A swallow an a gulp.
Ye kynge hes lap frae aff hiz steid, Outbrayde[1] hiz trenchant brande;"Quha on my packe of hondes doth feed, Maun deye benead thilke hande."