Alas! that e’er my loom I lent
That day to thee.
Wae to the night I first began
To mix my moggans wi’ thee man:
’Tis needless now to curse or ban,
But deil hae me,
Ye’ll pay an’ sit, for sit ye can,
An’ that ye’ll see.
I heard her as I heard her not,
But time and place had quite forgot,