And I look at a’ the random
Band the wheel leaves whaur it fand ’em.
“Auch, to Hell,
I’ll tak’ it to avizandum.” ...
O wae’s me on the weary wheel,
And fain I’d understand them!
And blessin’ on the weary wheel
Whaurever it may land them!...
But aince Jean kens what I’ve been through
The nicht, I dinna doot it,