A sprightly bonny Gurl sha was,
And made my Heart to rise Joe;
Sha was so fair sa blith a Lass,
And Love was in her Eyes so:
Ise walkt about like ene possest,
And quite forgot poor Moggy;
For nothing now could give me rest,
But bonny Kathern Loggy.
My pratty Katy then quoth I,
And many a Sigh I gave her;