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“It ’s easy to bid one rack one’s brain— / “I ’m sure my poor head aches again / “I ’ve scratched it so, and all in vain.

1842–1845, Robert Browning, “[Dramatic Romances and Lyrics.] The Pied Piper of Hamelin; a Child’s Story. […].”, in Poems […], new edition, volume II, London: Chapman & Hall, […], published 1849, →OCLC, stanza IV, page 308

“I ’ll busk you as braw as a queen, sweet lass, / I ’ll busk you as braw as a queen; / I ’ve guineas to spare, an’, hark ye, what ’s mair, / I ’m only twa score an’ fifteen, sweet lass, / Only twa score an’ fifteen.”

1857 [1845], Peter Still, “Ye needna’ be courtin’ at me”, in Charles Rogers, editor, The Modern Scottish Minstrel; or, The Songs of Scotland of the Past Half Century. […], volume IV, Edinburgh: Adam & Charles Black, […], page 222

And, first you know, queer shadows steal / From out the corners, so / Right where I hung my clothes I ’m sure / There ’s Something moves, and oh, / I feel a crawly, creepy chill / ’Way from my head to feet, / And little girls feel comf’tabler / To hid beneath the sheet!

1907, Lippincott’s Monthly Magazine, page 544