"[I] sent him to the schools, and he wadna learn;
[I] bought him books, and he wadna read;
But my blessing shall he never earn,
Till I see how his arm can defend his head."—
Gude Lord Græme has a reckoning call'd,
A reckoning then called he;
And he paid a crown, and it went roun',
It was all for the gude wine and free.
And he has to the stable gane,