Her heart's so innocent an' kind,
She idden thoughtless, but do mind
Her mother an' her duty;
An' livèn blushes, that do spread
Upon her healthy feäce o' red,
Do heighten all her beauty;
So quick's a bird, so neat's a cat,
So cheerful in her neätur,
The best o' maïdens to come at
'S a farmer's woldest dā'ter.