And the Widow Macrae, and Lord A. Hay,
And the Marchioness of Sligo there.
Yes, jukes, and earls, and diamonds, and pearls,
And pretty girls, was sporting there;
And some beside (the rogues!) I spied,
Behind the windies, coorting there.
Oh, there’s one I know, bedad would show
As beautiful as any there,
And I’d like to hear the pipers blow,
And shake a fut with Fanny there!