g anes rantin thro' the house—
my heart has been sae fain to see them,
that i for joy hae barkit wi' them.
still it's owre true that ye hae said,
sic game is now owre aften py'd;
there's mony a creditable stock
o' det, ho, fawsont folk,
are riven out baith root an' branch,
some rascal's pridefu' greed to quench,
wha thinks to knit himsel the faster
in favour wi' some gentle master,
wha, aiblins, thrang a parliamentin,
for britain's guid his saul iin—
caesar
haith, d, ye little ken about it:
for
The Twa Dogs(11/18)