An' soon I made me ready;
For roads were clad, frae side to side,
Wi' mony a wearie bodie
In droves that day.
Here farmers gash in ridin' graith complacent, attire
Gaed hoddin' by their cotters; jogging
There swankies young in braw braid-claith strapping youngsters
Are springin' owre the gutters. over
The lasses, skelpin' barefit, thrang, padding, in crowds
In silks an' scarlets glitter,