"That lie between us and our hame, Whare sits out sulky sullen dame"
"This truth fand honest Tam O' Shanter"
"Kate's advice!"
"A blethering, blustering, drunken bellum"
"She prophesied that late or soon, Thou would be found deep drown'd in Doon; Or chatch'd wi' warlocks in the mirk, By Alloway's auld haunted kirk"
"The landlady and Tam grew gracious"
"Tam was glorious, O'er a' the ills o' life victorious!"
"Nae man can tether time or tide; The hour approaches Tam maun rise; That hour, o'nights black arch the key-stane, That dreary hour he mounts his east in"
"The wind blew as 'twad blawn its last"
"Weel mounted on his gray mare, Meg,"
"By this time he was cross the ford, Whare, in the snaw, the chapman smoor'd; And past the birks and meikle stane"
"The doubling storm roars thro' the woods; The lightnings flash from pole to pole; Near and more near the thunders roll: When, glimmering thro' the groaning trees"
"But Maggie stood right sair astonish'd, Till, by the heel and hand admonish'd , She ventured forward on light; And, vow! Tam saw an unco sight!"
"Warlocks and witches in a dance, Nae cotillion brent new frae France"
"He screw'd the pipes and gart them skirl, Till roof and rafterfs a' did dirl.-"
"devilish cantraip slight"
"heroic Tam"
"wee, unchristen'd bairns;"
"A thief, new-cutted frae the rape, Wi' his last gasp his gab did gape; Five tomahawks, wi' blude red-rusted; Five scimitars, wi' murder crusted; A garter, which a babe had strangled; A knife, a father's throat had mangled "
"The grey hairs yet stack to the heft; Wi' mair o' horrible and awefu',"
"There sat auld Nick [...] To give them music was his charge:"
"piper loud and louder blew"
"dancers quick and quicker flew;"
"And coost her duddies to the wark, And linkit at it in her sark!"
"A' plump and strapping in their teens, [...] Been snaw-white seventeen hunder linnen!"
"Thir breeks o'mine, my only pair, That ance were plush, o' gude blue hair, I was hae gi;en them off my hurdies,"
"Rigwoodie hags was spean a foal"
"crummock, Twonder didna turn thy stomach."
"There was e winsome wench and wawlie"
"Her cutty sark"
"It was her best, and she was vauntie"
"for her wee Nannie"
"But here my Muse her wind maun cour; Sic flights are far beyond her pow'r; To sing how Nannie lap and flang (A souple jade she was, and strang) And how Tam stood, like ane bewitch'd,"
"Even Satan glowr'd, and fidg'd fu' fain,"
"Till first ae caper, syne anither, Tam tint his reason a' thegither,"