nithsdale's welcome hame

    the noble maxwells and their powers

    are coming o'er the border,

    and they'll gae big terreagles' towers

    and set them a' in order.

    and they declare terreagles fair,

    for their abode they choose it;

    there's no a heart in a' the land

    but's lighter at the news o't.

    tho' stars in skies may disappear,

    and angry tempests gather;

    the happy hour may soon be near

    that brings us pleasant weather:

    the weary night o' care and grief

    may hae a joyfu' morrow;

    so dawning day has brought relief,

    fareweel our night o' sorrow.