Since, Moggy, I mun bid adieu, br How can I help despairing? br Let cruel Fate us still pursue, br There's nought more worth my caring. br br 'Twas she alone could calm my soul br When racking thoughts did grieve me; br Her eyes my trouble could control, br And into joys deceive me. br br Farewell ye brooks! no more along br Your banks mun I be walking; br No more you'll hear my pipe or song, br Or pretty Moggy's talking. br br But I by death an end will give br To grief since we mun sever; br For who can after parting live, br Ought to be wretched ever.