Heap the hearth with blazing wood,
Load the spit with festal food;
The “crochon[2]” on its hook be placed,
And tap a barrel of the best!
For this is Catty’s wedding day!
Now bring the fair one out, I pray.”
Then one of the bride’s party from within made a reply as follows, with the door still closed:—
“Who are ye all? ye noisy train!
Be ye thieves or honest men?
Tell us now what brings you here,