In yon green hill to dwell;
"And pleasant is the fairy land, Janet,
But, an eerie tale to tell,
Aye, at the end of seven years,
We pay a teind to hell;
And I am sae fair and fu o' flesh,
I fear 'twill be mysel'.
snell, keen. teind, tithe.
"But the night is Hallowe'en, lady,
The morn is Hallowday;