VI

An' her nabours an frinds 'ud consowl an' condowl wid her, airly and late,

'Your Danny,' they says, 'niver crasst over say to the Sassenach whate;

He's gone to the States, aroon, an' he's married another wife,

An' ye'll niver set eyes an the face of the thraithur agin in life!

An' to dhrame of a married man, death alive, is a mortial sin.'

But Molly says 'I'd his hand-promise, an' shure he'll meet me agin.'