—Sir David Lyndsay.
Ye're like the cow-couper o' Swinton, ye'll no slocken.
Ye're like the dead folk o' Earlstoun—no to lippen to.
"This is founded on a popular story, kept up as a joke against the worthy people of Earlstoun. It is said that an inhabitant of this village, going home with too much liquor, stumbled into the churchyard, where he soon fell asleep. Wakening to a glimmering consciousness after a few hours, he felt his way across the graves; but taking every hollow interval for an open receptacle for the dead, he was heard by some neighbour saying to himself, 'Up and away! Eh, this ane up an away too! Was there ever the like o' that? I trow the dead folk o' Earlstoun's no to lippen to!'"—Robert Chambers.
Ye're like the dog o' Dodha', baith double an' twa-faced.
Ye're like the dogs o' Dunraggit—ye winna bark unless ye hae your hinder end to the wa'.
Spoken to persons who will not complain or "make a noise" about a thing, unless they are guaranteed against any consequences that may ensue.
Ye're like the Kilbarchan calves—like best to drink wi' the wisp in your mou'.
Ye're like the lambs—ye do naething but sook and wag your tail.
Ye're like the man that sought his horse, and him on its back.