contented wi' little, &c.
a townmond o' trouble, should that be may fa',
a night o' gude fellowship sowthers it a':
when at the blythe end o' our journey at last,
wha the deil ever thinks o' the road he has past?
contented wi' little, &c.
blind chance, let her snapper and stoyte on her way;
be't to me, be't frae me, e'en let the jade gae:
 e ease, ore travail,e pleasure or pain,
my warst word is: “wee, and wee again!”
contented wi' little, &c.