Algernon Charles Swinburne,
Posthumous Poems — Burd Margaret
(1917)
“ Had ne'er gaun round a man's body."Gin my mither had dreamed a dream That sic a kail should fall on me,She had bound me between her smock and her kirtle And cast me ower the sea."She had row'd me between her smock and her kirtle, Let me to swim or sink;And I had drunken o' the saut water Instead of tears to drink."The bairn that is waxen me within, It is waxen a pain to me;But weel lie he and ever weel That made my bairn's body. ”
