Wow! we'll try this Aiken-drum."
But the wenchcs skirl'd, "He's no' be here!
H is eldritch look gars us swarf wi1 fear;
An' the fient a ane will the house come near,
If they think but o' Aiken-drum.
"For a foul and a stalwart ghaist is he,
Despair sits broodin' aboon hise'e-bree,
And unchancie to light o' a maiden's e'e,
Is the glower o' Aiken-drum."
* On one occasion, Brownie had undertaken to gather the
sheep into the bught by an early hour, and so zealously did
he perform his task, that not only was there not one sheep
left on the hill, but he had also collected a number of
hares, which were found fairly penned along with them. Upon
being congratulated on his extraordinary success, Brownie
exclaimed, "Confound thae wee gray anes! they cost me mair
trouble than a' the lave o' them."