That took him hence.
“John, whan he play’d ne’er threw his face,
Like a’ the girning piper race;
But set it aff wi’ sic a grace,
That pleas’d us a’;
Now dull and drierie is our case
Since John’s awa’.
“Ilk tune, mair serious or mair gay,
To humour he had sic a way;
He’d look precise, and smile and play,