YE'VE heard of Meg Goldlocks of Willington Dene? <br />The stoniest damsel that ever was seen; <br />Yet, her beauty distress'd, with its splendour, the rest <br />Of the lasses for miles around Willington Dene. <br /> <br />Mary of Howdon, with Robin would rove! <br />But once to the Dene should his roguish feet move, <br />A-jealous of Meg's unmatched beauty, her tongue <br />Was turned to a bell, and a merry peal rung. <br /> <br />Blithe Betsy of Percy, eyed Jim like a spy, <br />Lest o'er to the Dene he should slip on the sly <br />Nay, did she but dream it, with heart like to break, <br />She scowled when she met him for all the next week. <br /> <br />Sweet Nancy of Benton, deemed Willie her own, <br />Till he went to the Dene on an errand unknown; <br />The errand to her was apparent as day, <br />And the rose on her dimpled cheek withered away. <br /> <br />Thus matters went on around Willington Dene, <br />Till East came a gallant and married the quean; <br />That moment the rest of the lasses were blest, <br />And their lovers allowed to tread Killington Dene!<br /><br />Joseph Skipsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/meg-goldlocks/
