An’ come o’ royal Scottish blude,
Down, like Paddy, lick his fud (foot)!
Sawney, &c.
Tell him he can do nae wrang,
That he’s mighty high an’ strang,
That you an’ yours to him belang,
Sawney, &c.
Swear he’s great, an’ chaste, an’ wise,
Praise his portly shape an’ size,
Rouse his whiskers to the skies,