"I wish my days were at an end!"—
Then out and spake the Billy Blind,
(He spake aye in good time:)
"Ye do ye to the market-place,
And there ye buy a loaf of wax;
Ye shape it bairn and bairnly like,
And in it twa glassen een ye put;
"And bid her come to your boy's christening,
Then notice weel what she shall do;
And do you stand a little forbye,