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His Mother often thought, and said,What sin would be upon her headIf she should suffer this: "My Son,Whate'er you do, leave this undone;The danger is so great."
Thus lived he by Loch Levin's sideStill sounding with the sounding tide,And heard the billows leap and dance,Without a shadow of mischance,Till he was ten years old.
When one day (and now mark me well,You soon shall know how this befel)He's in a vessel of his own,On the swift water hurrying downTowards the mighty Sea.
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