Epistle To John Goldie, In Kilmarnock(4/4)
s wit.
there's hing like the ho nappy;
whare'll ye e'er see men sae happy,
or women sonsie, saft an' sappy,
'tween morn and morn,
as them wha like to taste the drappie,
in gss or horn?
i've seen me dazed upon a time,
i scarce could wink or see a styme;
just ae half-mut does me prime,—
ought less is little—
then back i rattle on the rhyme,
as gleg's a whittle.