The following was written to Jean Jeffrey, daughter of a minister, who afterward became Mrs. Renwick, and emigrated to New York with her husband:
When first I saw fair Jennie's face
I couldna tell what ailed me;
My heart went fluttering pit-a-pat—
My een, they almost failed me.
She's aye sae neat, sae trim, sae tight
All grace does 'round her hover,
Ae look deprived me o' my heart
And I became a lover.
Had I Dundas' whole estate