n an&039; heir,
o, bid hi breed hi up wi&039; care!
an&039; if he live to be a beast,
to pit havs his breast!
“an&039; warn hi—what i na na—
to stay ntent wi&039; yowes at ha;
an&039; no to r an&039; wear his cloots,
like ither nseless, graceless brutes
“an&039; neist, y yowie, silly thg,
gude keep thee frae a tether strg!
o, ay thou ne&039;er father up,
wi&039; ony bstit, oornd toop;
but aye keep d to oop an&039; ll,
wi&039; sheep o&039; credit like thysel&039;!
“and now, y bairns, wi&039; y st breath,
i lea&039;e y bless wi&039; you baith:
an&039; when you thk upo&039; your ither,
d to be kd to ane anither
“now, honest hughoc, dna fail,
to tell y aster a&039; y tale;
an&039; bid hi burn this cursed tether,
an&039; for thy pas thou&039;se t y bther”
this said, poor ailie turn&039;d her head,
and clos&039;d her een aang the dead!
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