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.