For which his fall retorting, broke his arm.
What chances may befal none may foretell;
All are the sport of destiny unknown;
Thus Andrew kept the "Mason's Arms" full well,
But was not able to preserve his own.
Still he was not discouraged, even although
His love had so unluckily began;
But taking soon a chance of joy or woe
In Hymen's lottery, Andrew drew forth Ann.
Quiet they lived, and happily, 'tis said,