Nell: Yes, Robbie. But what was that about innocence and modesty?
Burns: That’s for the Sabbath, maybe.
Nell: It’s not the Sabbath to-day.
Burns (accepting the invitation): My pretty, pretty Nell. (As he kisses her.)
[After a long embrace, Burns repeats.]
Burns:
She dresses aye sae clean and neat,
Both decent and genteel:
An’ then there’s something in her gait
Gars ony dress look weel.