Quo the skipper: "Ye are a lady fair,
An' a princess gran' to see;
But war ye a beggàr, a man wud sail
To the hell i' yer company."
She liftit a pale an' a queenly face;
Her een flashed, an' syne they swam:
"An' what for no to the hevin?" she says—
An' she turnt awa' frae him.
Bot she tuik na her han' frae the gude ship's
helm