They lay aside their private cares
To mind the Kirk and State affairs:
They'll talk o' patronage and priests,
Wi' kindling fury in their breasts;
Or tell what new taxation's comin',
And ferlie at the folk in Lon'on. wonder
As bleak-faced Hallowmas returns
They get the jovial rantin' kirns, harvest-homes
When rural life o' every station.
Unite in common recreation;