“Aye! Weel may ye sing o’ the maut, the meikle black deil, an th’ Exciseman, but…” You can read the rest on Maut/Malt and see the full illustration here: where the boatman speaks on to alert the happy singing smugglers that Exciseman Robert Burns and his dragoons are on their way and mad as hell because the schooner Rosamond fired grapeshot at them.

And he hopes their tide comes in in time.

Also included are the lyrics of Burns’s ballad The Diel’s awa wi the Exciseman.

Illegal Hooch Production.

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