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"May be the Highland tyke is right, cummer, (said one o 'the red coats) and the fallow is jumpit thro' the bole, but harkye maister gudeman, an ye hae ony mair o 'your barns-breaking wi us, ye'se get a sark fu' o 'sair banes, that's a'."

The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction Volume 10, No. 289, December 22, 1827 Various

You can't hab anudder ting till ye'se hed a high ole heel-scrapin '.

The Continental Monthly, Vol 3 No 3, March 1863 Devoted To Literature And National Policy Various

“Bide a wee, Doctor, and ye'se be dry eneuch when ye get into the pu'pit.”

Reminiscences of Scottish Life and Character Ramsay, Edward B 1874

` ` Punch! '' said he, catching that generous sound as he entered the parlour, ` ` the deil a drap punch ye'se get here the day, Monkbarns, and that ye may lay your account wi '.' '

The Antiquary 1845

I'll keep my day, Monkbarns; ye'se no loss a penny by me ---

The Antiquary 1845

To this his jocose colleague, Dr. Henry, the historian, returned: "Bide a wee, doctor, and ye'se be _dry eneuch_ when ye get into the _pu'pit_."

The Jest Book The Choicest Anecdotes and Sayings Mark Lemon 1839

Nanse gave a mournful look, as if she was frighted I had grown demented, and only said, "Tak 'your ain way, gudeman; ye'se get your ain way for me, I fancy."

The Life of Mansie Wauch tailor in Dalkeith David Macbeth Moir 1824

Nanse gave a mournful look, as if she was frighted I had grown demented, and only said, "Tak 'your ain way, gudeman; ye'se get your ain way for me, I fancy."

The Life of Mansie Wauch Tailor in Dalkeith, written by himself David Macbeth Moir 1824

God help us! we're but poor -- ye'se get but thanks.

The Complete Works of Robert Burns: Containing his Poems, Songs, and Correspondence. With a New Life of the Poet, and Notices, Critical and Biographical by Allan Cunningham Robert Burns 1777

"Ah!" said the beggar, shaking his head, "I doubt the bird's flown that laid thae golden eggs -- for I winna ca 'her goose, though that's the gait it stands in the story-buick -- But I'll keep my day, Monkbarns; ye'se no loss a penny by me -- And troth I wad fain be out again, now the weather's fine -- and then I hae the best chance o' hearing the first news o 'my friends."

The Antiquary — Volume 02 Walter Scott 1801