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And when he had ae pair admonish’d,
He turn’d about and was astonish’d
To see some mair there thrang at wark,
And laying at it in their sark;
So then he thought to waste his time
Was casting pearls before swine,
And then came off without mair study,
Convinc’d that he had done his duty.
Wi’ this a lad, proud o’ his strength,
Appear’d upon the field at length,
And challeng’d ony single man
To come out o’er and try his han’;
But if his judgment had been soun’,
He wad na came to brag a town:
But as nae ’prentice would him stand,
He did na need to try his hand,
And it was lucky for his hide
The journeymen they took nae side,
For had they been inclin’d to fight,
There wad hae been a horrid sight.
Wi’ this the bloody hurrie ended,
At least for sometime is suspended;
Now ev’ry ane may patch their scars,
And think upon the fate o’ wars,
And wi’ good will shake hands wi’ ither,
And tak’ a glass ane ’gree thegither.
He turn’d about and was astonish’d
To see some mair there thrang at wark,
And laying at it in their sark;
So then he thought to waste his time
Was casting pearls before swine,
And then came off without mair study,
Convinc’d that he had done his duty.
Wi’ this a lad, proud o’ his strength,
Appear’d upon the field at length,
And challeng’d ony single man
To come out o’er and try his han’;
But if his judgment had been soun’,
He wad na came to brag a town:
But as nae ’prentice would him stand,
He did na need to try his hand,
And it was lucky for his hide
The journeymen they took nae side,
For had they been inclin’d to fight,
There wad hae been a horrid sight.
Wi’ this the bloody hurrie ended,
At least for sometime is suspended;
Now ev’ry ane may patch their scars,
And think upon the fate o’ wars,
And wi’ good will shake hands wi’ ither,
And tak’ a glass ane ’gree thegither.
A. Napier, Printer, Trongate, Glasgow.
