That he could saw hemp-seed a peck; sow
For it was a' but nonsense: merely
The auld guidman raught down the pock, reached, bag
An' out a handfu' gied him; gave
Syne bad him slip frae 'mang the folk, Then
Sometime when nae ane see'd him, saw
An' try't that night.
He marches thro' amang the stacks,
Tho' he was something sturtin'; staggering