no his ain, he winna tak it;
what ance he says, he winna break it;
ought he lend he'll no refus't,
till aft his guidness is abus'd;
and rascals whiles that do him wrang,
ev'n that, he does na mind it ng;
as master, ndlord, husband, father,
he does na fail his part iher.
but then, hanks to him for a'that;
nae godly symptom ye ca' that;
it's hing but a milder feature
of our poor, sinfu' corrupt nature:
ye'll get the best o' moral works,
'mang bck gentoos, and pagan turks,
or hunters wild on ponotaxi,
A Dedication(3/10)