“ Or he will live a man sworn knave,
An’ she’ll gang greetin' to her grave."
⁠The doctor glegly saw at once
The silly whims o' simple Nanse,
And bade her wait a little space
Till he retired to weigh the case.
⁠When he return’d he thus began:
“Now, Nanse, I've form’d a sicker plan,
Which if fulfill'd as I direct,
Davie will Bess again respect.
But for your sauls the plan discover,
Else a' is o'er with Bessie's lover,
Disclosing it would play the de'il,
For look ye! there's a magic pill,
Which will do wonders, I'll avouch,
If Bess could lodge't in Davie's pouch. ”

“ How Nanse, Bessie's mother went to the Doctor for a Pill, which she got, with directions how to use it.—How it had the desired effect, by being put into Davie's pouch by Bess, at a wedding, which discovered Davie's love to Bess, and they were married.
Likewise, how Nanse, being a widow went to the Docter with twa fat hens, to return thanks for the Pill and how she wanted to buy a Pill for herself, to gain a neibour carle she liked: with an acount what the Doctor said to her, and a Recipe how to make up this Pill, and an advice to all young Women how to use it. ”

“ A love intenser far than ever,
Yet durstna mint to seek her favour,
While mirk despair, remorse an' sorrow,
His very inmost heart did harrow,
He curst his fate —thus anguish torn
The weddin left to shun her scorn,
An' never woo'd anither lass,
For his thoughts centered a' on Bess.
⁠Auld Nanse, bout sax owks after this
Maneuvre o' her doughter Bess,
Trudg'd to the town to ca' and tell
Her famous Doctor what befel,
An' by gude luck she gat him snug
Alane by hisroom chimly lug.
⁠"Wow, Nanse," quo he, "I hope ye're weel,
How manag d Bessie wi' the Pill?
⁠"O rare! ye're an unco man! ”