whistle o'er theve o't

first when ie was my care,

heav'n, i thought, was in her air,

now we're married—speir nae mair,

but whistle o'er theve o't!

meg was meek, and meg was mild,

sweet and harmless as a child—

wiser men than me's beguil'd;

whistle o'er theve o't!