and handsomely address ye.
theres few sae bonie, nane sae guid,
in a king ge dominion;
if ye should doubt the truth o this—
its bessys ain opinion!
ah, woe is me, my motherar
paraphrase of jeremiah, 15th chap., 10th verse.
ah, woe is me, my motherar!
a man of strife yeve born me:
for sair contention i maun bear;
they hate, revile, and scorn me.
i neer could lend on bill or band,
that five per cent. might blest me;
and borrowing, on the tither hand,
theil a ane wad trust me.
yet i, a coinnied wight,
by fortune quite discad;
ye see how i am, day and night,
by lad and lass blackguad!