Thy wanderings frae thy woefu’ hame,
Lang fixed afar;
Painting thee neither black, nor lame,
As auld fients are.
True, Wullie Shakspeare ance did say
Thou wert “a gentleman.” But to-day
The leddies limn thee masher gay,
Modish and maudlin’,
Weel-groomed, about the public way
Daundering and dawdlin’.