how they maun thole a factor's snash;
he'll stamp an' threaten, curse an' swear
he'll apprehend them, poind their gear;
while they maun stan', wi' aspect humble,
an' hear it a', an' fear an' tremble!
i see how folk live that hae riches;
but surely poor-folk maun be wretches!
luath
they're no sae wretched's ane wad think.
tho' stantly on poortith's brink,
they're sae ac'd wi' the sight,
the view o't gives them little fright.
then d fortune are sae guided,
they'
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