What beauty she is from the head to the foot:
No business whatever had I, I declare,
But to see the dear creature at Haltwhistle Fair.
I looked about, my dear charmer to see,
I gaz’d at the crowd, and the crowd gaz’d at me;
At length I espy’d her—My dear, are you there?
I’m happy to see you at Haltwhistle Fair.
While music is going, I will have a dance,
So took in my fair one to caper and prance;
She danc’d a nice jig, keeping time to a hair,