I, for their thoughtless, careless sakes,
Would here propone defences,
Their donsie tricks, their black mistakes,
Their failings an’ mischances.
Ye see your state wi’ theirs compar’d,
An’ shudder at the niffer,
But cast a moment’s fair regard,
What mak’s the mighty differ?
Discount what scant occasion gave,
That purity ye pride in,