to r &039;ada, of crain-giln
answer to an obligg letter he sent
the ncent of y poetic career
sir, o&039;er a gill i gat your card,
i trow it ade proud;
“see wha taks notice o&039; the bard!”
i p and cried fu&039; loud
now deil-a-care about their jaw,
the senseless, gawky illion;
i&039;ll ck y nose abune the a&039;,
i&039; roos&039;d by crain-giln!
&039;as noble, sir; &039;as like yourself&039;,
to grant your high protection:
a great an&039;s sile ye ken fu&039; well
is aye a blest fection
tho&039;, by his banes wha a tub
atch&039;d acedonian sandy!
on y a legs thro&039; dirt and dub,
i dependent stand aye,—
and when those legs to gude, war kail,
wi&039; wele canna bear ,
a lee dyke-side, a sybow-tail,
an&039; barley-sne shall cheer
heaven spare you ng to kiss the breath
o&039; ony flow&039;ry sirs!
an&039; bless your bonie sses baith,
i&039; tauld they&039;re loo kirs!
an&039; god bless young dunask&039;s ird,
the blos of our ntry!
an&039; ay he wear and auld an&039;s beard,
a credit to his untry
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