Whiles I'd say things to an audience that were no so, that were unfair.

If I was unjust to any in those days, I'm sorry.

But they maun understand that ma heart was in France, wi' them that was deein' and suffering new tortures every day.

I'd seen what I was talking of.
Whiles, in America, I was near to bein' ashamed, for the way I was always seekin' to gain the siller o' them that came to hear me sing.

I was raising money for ma fund for the Scotch wounded.