I own it's past my comprehension.
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Trowth, Caesar, whyles they're fash'd eneugh; troubled
A cottar howkin' in a sheugh, digging, ditch
Wi' dirty stanes biggin' a dyke, building, wall
Baring a quarry, and sic like; clearing
Himsel', a wife, he thus sustains,
A smytrie o' wee duddy weans, brood, ragged children
And nought but his han'-darg to keep hand-labor
Them right and tight in thack and rape. thatch, rope