When fairies are lighted by night's silver queen,
And feast in the meadow, or dance on the green,
My Lumkin aside lays his plough and his flail,
By yon oak to sit near me, and tell his fond tale.

And though I'm assur'd the same vows were believed
By Patty and Ruth, he forsook and deceived,
Yet, so sweet are his words, and like truth so appear,
I pardon the treason, the traitor's so dear.

II.

I saw the straw bonnet he bought at the fair,
The rose-colour'd ribbon to deck Jenny's hair,
The shoe-ties of Bridget, and, still worse than this,
The gloves he gave Peggy for stealing a kiss.

All these did I see, and with heart-rending pain,
Swore to part; yet I know, when I see him again,
His words and his looks will like truth so appear,
I shall pardon the treason, the traitor's so dear.