But Tam kend what was what fu brawlie
There was ae winsome wench and wawlie
That night enlisted in the core,
(Lang after kend on Carrick shore:
For monie a beast to dead she shot,
And perished mony a bonnie boat
And shook baith meikle corn and bear,
And held the countryside in fear)........

.......To sing how Nannie lap and flang
(A souple jade she was, and strang)
And how Tam stood like ane bewitched,
And thought his very een enrich'd.

Tam o' Shanter (January, 1791)