ae bckguard fallows,
an' sodgers baith;
but gude preserve us frae the gallows,
that shamefu' death!
auld grim bck-bearded geordie's sel'—
o shake him owre the mouth o' hell!
there let him hing, an' roar, an' yell
wi' hideous din,
and if he offers to rebel,
then heave him in.
wheh es in wi' glimmerin blink,
an' tips auld dru he wink,
may sautan gie her doup a k
within his yett,
an' fill her up wi' brimstone drink,
red-reeki.
though jo' hav'rel jean are merry—
some dev
Adam Armours Prayer(2/3)