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!