Long Paddy then did feast his eyes
On this—the first of belles,
“I’ll go into her shop,” he cries,
“And buy whate’er she sells.
“Two yards of ribbon black, I’ll buy,
“And speak to the dear creature,
“Perhaps,” said he, to Sawney, sly,
“The maid will let me meet her.
“Ha’d your hand,” said Sawney, “do,
“What need of such expence,