1783

deathanddyingwordsofpoormailie，theauthor'sonlypetyowe.，the

anuncomournfu'tale

asmailie，an'herlambsthegither，

wasaedaynibblingonthetether，

uponherclootshecoostahitch，

an'owreshewarsl'dintheditch:

there，groaning，dying，shedidlie，

whenhughochecamdoytinby.

wi'glowrineen，andliftedhan's

poorhughoclikeastatuestan's;

hesawherdayswerenear-handended，

but，wae'smyheart!hecouldnamendit!

hegapedwide，butnaethingspak，

atlangthpoormailiesilencebrak.

“othou，whaselamentableface

appearstomournmywoefu'case!

mydyingwordsattentivehear，

an'bearthemtomymasterdear.

“tellhim，ife'eragainhekeep

asmucklegearasbuyasheep—

o，bidhimnevertiethemmair，

wi'wickedstringso'hemporhair!

butca'themouttoparkorhill，

an'letthemwanderattheirwill:

somayhisflockincrease，an'grow

toscoreso'lambs，an'packso'woo'!

“tellhim，hewasamasterkin'，

an'ayewasguidtomean'mine;

an'nowmydyingchargeigiehim，

myhelplesslambs，itrustthemwi'him.

“o，bidhimsavetheirharmlesslives，

fraedogs，an'tods，an'butcher'sknives!

butgiethemguidcow-milktheirfill，

tilltheybefittofendthemsel';