Ill hearing maks wrang rehearsing.
Ill herds mak fat tods.
I'll keep my mind to mysel, and tell my tale to the wind.
Ill laying up maks mony thieves.
Answered by people who are blamed for breach of confidence.
I'll learn you to lick, for suppin's dear.
Ill-less, gude-less, like the priests' holy water.
I'll mak a shift, as Macwhid did wi' the preachin'.
"Macwhid was a knowing countryman, and a great stickler for the king and the church. At the Restoration, clergymen being scarce, he was asked if he thought he could preach; he answered that he could make a shift; upon which he was ordained, and got a living."—Kelly.