Oh, My Geraldine

"Oh, the fisherman is a happy wight!     He dibbles by day, and he sniggles by night.     He trolls for fish, and he trolls his lay,     He snig"

"I'll sing you a song, not very long,         But the story somewhat new,     Of William Kidd, who, whatever he did,         To his Poll was a"

"Here morning in the ploughman's songs is met     Ere yet one footstep shows in all the sky,     And twilight in the east, a doubt as yet,     S"

"The Text is taken from Percy's Reliques (1765), vol. i. p. 71, 'given from two MS. copies, transmitted from Scotland.' Herd had a very similar bal"

"The house was crammed from roof to floor,     Heads piled on heads at every door;     Half dead with August's seething heat     I crowded on an"