039; fast this day.
ng, patronage, with rod o' airn,
has shor'd the kirk's undoin;
as tely fenwick, sair forfairn,
has proven to its ruin:
our patron, ho man! glen,
he saw mischief was brewin;
an' like a godly, elect bairn,
he's waled us out a true ane,
and sound, this day.
now robertson harangue nae mair,
but steek yab for ever;
or try the wicked town of ayr,
for there they'll think you clever;
or, nae refle on your lear,
ye may ence a shaver;
or to the on repair,
an' turn a carpet weaver
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