And when her darling and a woman met,
She shook and prayed, 'Not her, O God; not yet.'
'Not yet, dear God, my Jimmy go from me.'
Then she would subtly question with her son.
'Not very handsome, I don't think her be?'
'God help the man who marries such an one.'
Her red eyes peered to spy the mischief done.
She took great care to keep the girls away,
And all her trouble made him easier prey.
There was a woman out at Plaister's End,