When in a shop by chance they spied
A damsel wond’rous pretty.
“By heavens!” Pat exclaim’d in love,
“In that fair form I trace
“A charming pattern from above,
“Of Angel shape and face.”
While thro’ the window-glass he star’d,
Struck dumb with admiration,
Sawney, too, the rapture shar’d,
Of love’s fond inclination.