Her Kerchy was of holland clear,
Tied to her bonny brow,
I whispered something in her ear;
But what is that to you?"
The Bird, who had been dispatched to get Gilly Foot a whisky-and-soda, came in, set it down, and moved towards Andy. "Be still with you, Tom!" said Jack Rock imperiously.
"Her stockings were of Kersey green,
And tight as ony silk;
O, sic a leg was never seen!
Her skin was white as milk.