Which has been honourably won,
And handed down from fire to son.
But clag or claim for ages past;
Now that ye mayna prove the last,
Here‘s three permission Bonnets for ye.
Which our Grand Gutcher purchas'd for
And if ye'd hae nae ma betray ye.
Let naething ever wile them frae ye;
But keep the bonnets on your head.
And hands frie fisning foolish deeds.
And ye shall never want sic things.
Shall gar be made of by kings:
But if you ever with them part,
Fou fair ye'll for your foliy smart,
Bare-headed then ye'll look like fools.
And dwindle down to silldy tools;
Haud up your hands:—now fwear and say
As ye shall answer on a day,———
Ye'LL faithfully observe my will.
And all its premises fulfil.
Bris. My worthy father I shall strive,
To keep your name and fame alive.
And never shew a faul that s dastard.
To gar fouk tak me for a bastard;
If e‘er by me ye‘re disobey'd,
May witches nightly on me ride.
Jouk. Whae‘er shall dare, by force or
This bonnet off my head to wile.
For sic a bauld attempt shall rue.
And ken I was begot by you;
Else may I like a gypsie wander.
Or for my daily bread turn paunder,
