LASS WITH A LUMP OF LAND by ALLAN RAMSAY

Gi'e me a lass with a lump of land,
And we for life shall gang thegither;
Tho' daft or wise I'll never demand
Or black or fair it makesna whether.
I'm aff with wit, and beauty will fade,
And bloon alane is no worth a shilling;
But she that's rich, her market's made,
For ilka charm about her is killing.

Gi'e me a lass with a limp of land,
And in my bosom I'll hug my treasure;
Gin I had anes her gear in my hand,
Should love turn dowf, it will find pleasure.
Laugh on wha likes, but there'sy hand,
I hate with poortith, though bonny, to meddle;
Unless they bring cash, or a lump of land,
They'se never get me to dance to their fiddle.

There's meikle good love in bands and bags,
And siller and gow'd's a sweet complexion;
But beauty and wit, and vertue in rags,
Have tint the art of gaining affection.
Love tips his arrows with woods and parks,
And castles, and riggs, and moors, and meadows;
And nathing can catch our modern sparks,
But well tochered lasses, or jointured widows.

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