With what astoundment would ye, if ye were alive with your merely human perfections, listen to the creed of our, so called, rational religionists!
`[B]ut I knew you'd lie till the crack of doom unless I found you out openly.'
It strikes me that quite three-fourths of the shops of Inverness are devoted to the sale of articles of Highland costume. Their fronts are hidden by hangings of tartan cloth; the windows are decked with sporrans, dirks, cairngorm plaid-brooches, ram's head snuff[-]boxes, bullocks' horns and skean dhus.
To Hymen's bower young Cupid came, And each with each was quite delighted; Love shot his dart of surest aim, And Hymen's brightest torch was lighted.
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