Gude keep thee frae a tether string!
O may thou ne'er forgather up make friends
Wi' ony blastit moorland tup;
But ay keep mind to moop an' mell, nibble, meddle
Wi' sheep o' credit like thysel!
‘And now, my bairns, wi' my last breath
I lea'e my blessin' wi' you baith;
An' when you think upo' your mither,
Mind to be kind to ane anither.
‘Now, honest Hughoc, dinna fail