Francis James Child

“ Tho’ muckle thought the goodwife to hersel’ Yet ne’er a word she spake. Then said the one unto the other, "Here, man, tak ye my knife; Do ye tak aff the auld man’s beard, And I’ll kiss the goodwife." "But there’s nae water in the house, And what shall we do than?" "What ails ye at the pudding-broo, That boils into the pan?" O up then started our goodman, An angry man was he: "Will ye kiss my wife before my een, And sca’d me wi’ pudding-bree?" Then up and started our goodwife, Gied three skips on the floor: "Goodman, you’ve spoken the foremost word! Get up and bar the door." ”