HAPLESS

Hapless, hapless, I must be

All the hours of life I see,

Since my foolish nurse did once

Bed me on her leggen bones;

Since my mother did not weel

To snip my nails with blades of steel.

Had they laid me on a pillow

In a cot of water willow,

Had they bitten finger and thumb,

Not to such ill hap I had come.