But na to their bonnets at a’.
I’ve a bracelet for her wha is wed,
For the maiden a sweet billet-doux:
Dear darlings, I’d give them whate’er they might ask,—
Except a broad bonnet of blue.
Then hence wi’ those bonnets of blue,
Those Brobdignag bonnets of blue!
Oh bright eyes beam brighter from bonnets when sma’,
Than hid by broad bonnets of blue.
The Mirror, Vol. II., March 1828.