"Besides," he continued, "I'm no sure that I'm right in rinning—rinning! I'm no rinning , I'm ganging; weel then I'm no sure that I'm right doing a witch's errand, whether rinning or ganging, sae I'se stand still and consider it.[…]."1836, Allan Cunningham, Lord Roldan, volume 1, John Macrone, page 314:
O! gin I were where Gadie^([the name of a rivulet]) rins,a. 1846, John Imlah, “Where Gadie rins”, in James Grant Wilson, editor, The Poets and Poetry of Scotland, Volume II, Harper & Brothers, published 1876, page 211:
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1879, I. T. Tregellas [John Tabois Tregellas], Peeps Into the Haunts and Homes of the Rural Population of Cornwall, Netherton & Worth (Truro), Houlston & Sons (London), page 3, I had a servant who had lived all his life-time within four miles of Plymouth, who told me of a circumstance which occurred to his mother, thus:— "Mawther ben out gatherin' nits, and when she kimbed hum she went to shet the shetters , and then she seed a man rin out of the dewr weth three spewns weth un, what he had stould, and away he rinned, and my mawther rinned arter un. 'Twas as fine a mewnlight night as cud be seed tew (too); an she cud see un stright on afore her; and hallowed tew she ded as lang as ever her wind beered up, and rinned and rinned; at laest she rinned un out of sight, and never goat the spewns she dedn't"