I may wear what I will.’
Johnson’s Museum, No 397, p. 410.
As I went out ae May morning,
A May morning it chanc’d to be,
There I was aware of a weelfar’d maid,
Cam linkin oer the lea to me.
O but she was a weelfar’d maid,
The bonniest lass that’s under the sun;
I spier’d gin she could fancy me,
But her answer was, I am too young.