An' loot a winze, an' drew a stroke, [uttered a curse]
Till skin in blypes cam haurlin' [shreds, peeling]
Aff's nieves that night. [Off his fists]

A wanton widow Leezie was,
As cantie as a kittlin; [lively]
But och! that night, amang the shaws, [woods]
She gat a fearfu' settlin'!
She thro' the whins, an' by the cairn, [gorse, stone heap]
An' owre the hill gaed scrievin'; [careering]
Where three laird's lands met at a burn,[17]
To dip her left sark-sleeve in, [shirt-]
Was bent that night.

Whyles owre a linn the burnie plays, [Waterfall]
As thro' the glen it wimpled; [wound]
Whyles round a rocky scaur it strays; [ledge]
Whyles in a wiel it dimpled; [eddy]
Whyles glitter'd to the nightly rays,
Wi' bickering, dancing dazzle;
Whyles cookit underneath the braes, [peeped]
Below the spreading hazel,
Unseen that night.

Amang the brackens on the brae, [ferns, hillside]
Between her an' the moon,
The Deil, or else an outler quey, [unhoused heifer]
Gat up an' gae a croon: [gave a low]
Poor Leezie's heart maist lap the hool; [almost leapt, sheath]
Near lav'rock height she jumpit, [lark high]