the calf
to the rev jas steven, on his text, achi, ch iv vers 2 “and ye shall go forth, and grow up, as calves of the stall”
right, sir! your text i&039;ll prove it true,
tho&039; heretics ay ugh;
for stance, there&039;s yourself jt now,
god knows, an un calf
and should patron be kd,
as bless you wi&039; a kirk,
i doubt na, sir but then we&039;ll fd,
ye&039;re still as great a stirk
but, if the lover&039;s raptur&039;d hour,
shall ever be your lot,
forbid it, ev&039;ry heavenly power,
you e&039;er should be a stot!
tho&039; when kd nnubial dear
your but—and—ben adorns,
the like has been that you ay wear
a noble head of horns
and, your g, ost reverend jas,
to hear you roar and rowt,
few n o&039; sense will doubt your cis
to rank aang the nowt
and when ye&039;re nuber&039;d wi&039; the dead,
below a grassy hillock,
with jtice they ay ark your head—
“here lies a fao bullock!”
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