"On Jessy Watsons Elopement"
di Marjory Fleming (1803-1811)

Run off is Jessy Watson fair
Her eyes do sparkel, she's good hair
But Mrs. Leath you now shal be
Now and for all Eternity
Such merry spirits I do hate
But now it's over and to late
For to retract such vows you cant
And you must now love your galant
But I am sure you will repent
And your poor heart will then relent
Your poor poor father will repine
And so would I if you were mine
But now be good for this time past
And let this folly be your last