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Wee, sleekit, cow'rin', tim'rous beastie, O, what a panic's in thy breastie! Thou need na start awa sae hasty, Wi' bickering brattle! I wad be laith to rin an' chase thee, Wi' murd'ring pattle! -Robert Burns (1759-1796), To a Mouse on Turning Her up in Her Nest with the Plough, November, 1785 |