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ALas, alas, quo' bonny Heck, / On former days when I reflect! Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 47 The last Dying Words of / BONNY HECK / A Famous Grey-Hound in the Shire of Fife. The last Dying Words of BONNY HECK A Famous Greyhound in the Shire of Fife. ?-?

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ALas, alas, quo' bonny Heck, On former days when I reflect! I was a Dog much in respect For doughty Deed: But now I must hing by the Neck Without Remeed. O fy, Sirs, for black burning Shame, Ye'll bring a Blunder on your Name! Pray tell me wherein Im to blame? Is't in Effect, Because I'm Criple, Auld and Lame? Quo' bony Heck. What great Feats I have done my Sell Within Clink of Kilrenny Bell, When I was Souple, Young and Fell But Fear or Dread, John Ness ahd Paterson can tell, whose Hearts may bleid. They'll witness that I was the Vier Of all the Dogs within the Shire, I'd run all day, and never tyre: but now my Neck It must be streched for my Hyre, quo' bonny Heck. How nimbly could I turn the Hare, Then serve myself, that was right fair! For still it was my constant Care the Van to lead. Now, what could sery Heck do mair, syne kill lier dead? At the King's-Muir, and Kelly-law, Where good stout Hares gang fast awa, So cliverly I did it Claw, with Pith and Speed: I bure the Bell before them a as clear's a Beid. I ran alike on a'kind Grounds, Yea in the midst of Ardry Whines, I grip't the Mackings be the Bunne, or be the Neck: Where nathing could slay them but Guns, says bonny Heck.
I Wily, Witty was, and Gash, With my auld Felni Packy pash, Nae Man might anes buy me for Cash in some respect. Are they not then Counfounded fash, that hang poor Heck? I was a bardy Tyk and bauld, Tho' my Beard's Gray, Im not so auld, Can any Man to me unfald, What is the Feid, To stane me ere I be well Cauld? a cruel Deed! Now Honesty was ay my Drift, An innocent and harmless Shift, A Kaill-pot-lid gently to lift, or Amry Sneck, Shame fa the Chafts, dare call that Thift, quo' bonny Heck. So well's I cou'd play Hocus Pocus And of the Servants make Jodocus, And this I did in every Locus throw their Neglect. And was not this a Merry Jocus quo' bonny Heck? But now, good Sirs, this day is lost, The best Dog in the East Nook Coast: For never ane durst Brag nor Boast me, for their Neck. But now I must yeild up the Ghost, quo' bonny Heck. And put a period to my Talking, For Im unto my Exit making: Sirs, ye may a'gae to the Hawking, and there reflect, Ye'l ne'er get sick a Dog for Makin as bonny Heck. But if my Puppies ance were ready, Which I got on a bonny Lady: They'l be baith Cliver, Keen, and Beddy; and ne'er neglect, To clink it like their ancient Daddy, the famous Heck.
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