Asteed of Amen, I say “m’appen I may.”
But she met me ya neeght aside Pards’aw Lea yatt—
I tock her seàf heàm, but I keep’t her oot leàt,
An’ offen I said i’ my oan canny way,
“Will t’é like me a lal bit?”—“Whey,—M’appen I may!
M’appen I may, Harry—m’appen I may;
Thou’s rayder a hoaf-thick, but m’appen I may!”
I prist her to wed mé—I said I was pooar,
But eddlin aneuf to keep hung-er frayt’ dooar.
She leuk’t i’ my feàce, an’ than, hoaf turn’t away,