[But her kilt she’ll exchange for ta praw tandy trowser,
An’ she’ll learn to ta lady to scrap an’ to pow, sir,
An’ say to ta shentlemans—How did you’ll do, sir?
An’ ten she’ll forget her poor friens at Glendoo.
An’ when she’ll pe spoket the laigh kintra jabber,
She’ll gi’e hersel’ out for ta Laird o’ Lochaber,
Shust come for amusements to turn haberdabber,
For tat will pe prawer tan herding ta cow.][52]
She’ll got a big shop, an’ she’ll turn’d a big dealer;
She was caution hersel’, for they’ll no sought no bailer,