When thou was corn't, an' I was mellow, [full of corn]
We took the road aye like a swallow:
At brooses thou had ne'er a fellow [wedding-races]
For pith an' speed;
But ev'ry tail thou pay't them hollow,
Where'er thou gaed. [went]
The sma', drooped-rumpled hunter cattle, [short-rumped]
Might aiblins waur'd thee for a brattle; [perhaps have beat, spurt]
But sax Scotch miles, thou tried their mettle,
An' gart them whaizle; [wheeze]
Nae whip nor spur, but just a wattle
O' saugh or hazel. [willow]
Thou was a noble fittie-lan', [near horse of hindmost pair]
As e'er in tug or tow was drawn! [hide or tow traces]
Aft thee an' I, in aucht hours gaun, [eight, going]
On guid March-weather,
Hae turn'd sax rood beside our han',
For days thegither.
Thou never braindg't, an' fetch't, an' fliskit, [plunged, stopped,
But thy auld tail thou wad hae whiskit, capered]
An' spread abreed thy weel-fill'd brisket, [chest]
Wi' pith an' pow'r, [rooty hillocks,
Till spritty knowes wad rair't and riskit, roared, cracked]
An' slypet owre.
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