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title: "Postscript"
author: "Robert Burns"
form: "Poem"
year: "1795"
location: "Dumfries"
source: "Project Gutenberg #1279 — Poems and Songs of Robert Burns"
source_url: "https://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/1279/pg1279.txt"
canonical_url: "https://robert-burns.com/poems/postscript-2/"
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# Postscript

## Poem
Ye’ve heard this while how I’ve been lickit,  
And by fell Death was nearly nickit;  
Grim loon! he got me by the fecket,  
And sair me sheuk;  
But by gude luck I lap a wicket,  
And turn’d a neuk.

But by that health, I’ve got a share o’t,  
But by that life, I’m promis’d mair o’t,  
My hale and wee, I’ll tak a care o’t,  
A tentier way;  
Then farewell folly, hide and hair o’t,  
For ance and aye!

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Source: [Project Gutenberg #1279 — Poems and Songs of Robert Burns](https://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/1279/pg1279.txt)  
Canonical HTML: https://robert-burns.com/poems/postscript-2/