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Waverley

CHAPTER LXXII
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'My heart so light, quo' she, My lad, is not for you; 'Tis for a soldier bold, With beard of martial hue.

Down, down, derrydown.

'A feather in his hat, A red heel on his shoe; Who plays upon the flute, And on the fiddle too.

Down, down, derrydown.' MORNING, morning drink.
MORTIS CAUSA, the cause of death.
MOUSTED, powdered.
MUTEMUS CLYPEOS, &c.

'Change we our shields, and for ourselves assume the trappings of the Greeks.' NEB, nose.
NEBULONES NEQUISSIMI, worthless scamps.
NEC NATURALITER IDIOTA, not a born idiot.
NOLT, cattle.
NUNC INSANUS AMOR, &c.


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