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22 When the steed’s stown lock the stable door

Whare the buck’s bound there he maun bleet

Where the pig’s broken let the sherds lie

Where the drums beat laws are dumb

Wee things fley cowards

Wilfu’ waste, make waefu’ want

Wiles help weak folk

Will a wit strive with me

Winter thunder bodes summer hunger

Wink at wee faults, your ain are muckle

Wise men may be wil’d with wiles

Wit bought makes fowk wise

Wit bought is worth twa for nought

Work for nought mal es fowk dread swear

Woo-sel!ers ken aye woo-buyers

Use makes perfectness

Wrang has nae warrant

Wrang count is nae payment

Y YE breed of the cow's tail, ye grow backward

Ye breed of the chapmen, ye're aye to handsel

Ye breed of few of the laird’s tenants, o’er het

Ye breed of good maut, ye’re king o’ coming

Ye crack crousely wi’ your bonnet on

Ye cut before the point

Ye cam a day after the fair

Ye cut lang whangs out o’ ither fouk’s leather

Ye canna make a silk purse of a sow's lug

Ye canna see the wood for tiees

Ye came a clipping time

Ye canna preach out o’ your ain poupit

Ye come to the gait's house to steal woo

Ye canna do but ye o’er-do

Ye drive the pleugh before the owsen

Ye dinna ken where the blessing may light

Ye drew nae sae well when my mare was in the mire

Ye fand it where the Highlandman fand the tangs