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...Loud, deep, and lang, the thunder bellow'd : That night a child might understand The Deil had business on his hand. Weel mounted on his gray mare, Meg, A better never lifted leg, Tam skelpit on thro' dub and mire, Despising wind, and rain, and fire ; Whiles haulding fast his gude blue...

...( And the last two lines is the highest effort of art to give a moral hue to material description.) "Weel mounted on his gray mare, Meg, A better never lifted leg, Tam skelpit on thro' dub an' mire, Despising wind, an' rain, an' fire : Whiles holding fast his guid blue...

...Loud, deep, and lang, the thunder bellow'd : That night a child might understand The Deil had business on his hand. Weel mounted on his gray mare, Meg, A better never lifted leg, Tam skelpit on thro' dub and mire, Despising wind, and rain, and fire ; Whiles haulding fast his gude blue...