Scotch proverbs

He that comes first to the hill, may sit where he will.

Sike a man as thou would be, draw thee to sike company.

He calls me scabbed, because I will not call him skade.

He is a fairy beggar that may not goe by ane mans door.

If ever ye make a lucky pudding, I shall eat the prick.

Come it aire, come it late, in May comes the Cow-quake.

Need gars naked men run, and sorrow gars Websters spin.

He is not the best Wright that hews the maniest speals.

Clap a carle on the culs, and he will shit in your louf.

Twa Daughters, and a back-door, are three stark thieves.

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