I was sair vexed, and forced to flit,
They plagu’d me sae wi’ pay and sit,
Quo’ they, You thief,
How durst you try to steal a bit
Forbidden beef?
O then, I humbly plead that vos,
Would make it your continual mos,
Wi’ hearts sincere an’ open os,
You’d often pray,
A tali malo libera nos,