He wer wild, an' soon run drough
All that he'd a-come into,
Heartlessly a-treatèn ill
Pretty Jeäne o' Grenley Mill.
Oh! poor Jenny! thou'st a tore
Hopèn love vrom my poor heart,
Losèn vrom thy own small store,
All the better, sweeter peärt.
Hearts a-slighted must vorseäke
Slighters, though a-doom'd to break;