An' there he made a nasty smell
While he did yell an' fick.
An' lots o' pranks this ghost he play'd
That here I dar'nt tell,
For if I did folks wad declare
I was as ill as his-sel.
For eighteen[246] months an' mair he stay'd,
An' just did as he thowt;
For lord nor duke, parson nor clark,
He fear'd, nor cared nowt.