18
A VILLAGER
There was no lad handsomer than Willie was
The day that he came to father’s house:
There was none had an eye as soft an’ blue
As Willie’s was, when he came to woo.
To a labouring life though bound thee be,
An’ I on my father’s ground live free,
I’ll take thee, I said, for thy manly grace,
Thy gentle voice an’ thy loving face.