THE KEEKIN'-GLASS

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A poetic repost from Robert Burns to a judge on the Dumfries bench who referred to an attractive young lady as “Wha’s yon howlet-faced thing in the corner?” In his defence, the judge is said to have had his vision much affected by drink.

“How daur ye ca' me howlet-face,

Ye blear-e'ed, withered spectre?

Ye only spied the keekin'-glass,

An' there ye saw your picture.”

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