Tarrowing bairns were never fat.
An ill hound comes halting home.
All fails that fools thinks.
We have a craw to pluck.
There came never a large Fart forth of a Wrans -------.
All the speed is in the spurs.
There belongs mair to a bed nor four bare leggs.
Cut duels in every Town.
Better saucht with little aucht, nor care with many cow.
Wont beguil'd the Lady.