To say her pray'rs, douce, honest woman! sedate
Aft yont the dyke she's heard you bummin', beyond
Wi' eerie drone;
Or, rustlin', thro' the boortrees comin', elders
Wi' heavy groan.
Ae dreary windy winter night
The stars shot down wi' sklentin' light, squinting
Wi' you mysel I gat a fright
Ayont the lough; pond