The Last Dying Words of Bonny Heck, a 

 famous Greyhound in the Shire of Fife o 



A LAS, alas, quo' bonny Heck, 



On former days when I reflect ! 

 I was a Dog much in respect 

 For doughty Deed : 

 But now I must hing by the Neck 

 Without Remeed. 



O fy, Sirs, for black burning Shame, 

 Ye'll bring a Blunder on your Name ! 

 Pray tell me wherein I'm to blame ? 

 Is't in Effect, 



Because I'm Cripple, Auld and Lame ? 

 Quo' bonny Heck. 



What great Feats I have done my Sell 

 Within Clink of Kilrenny Bell, 

 When I was Souple, Young, and Fell, 

 But Fear or Dread : 

 John Ness and Paterson can tell, 

 Whose Hearts may bleid. 



They'll witness that I was the Yier 

 Of all the Dogs within the shire ; 

 I'd run all Day, and never tyre : 

 But now my Neck, 

 It must be stretched for my I lyre, 

 Quo' bonny Heck. 



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