XXII. Sally, Sally Slarter, Sitting by the water, Crying out and weeping For a young man. Rise, Sally, rise, Dry up your eyes; Turn to the east, Turn to the west, Turn to the young man That you love the best. So now you’ve got married I hope you’ll enjoy Your sons and your daughters, So kiss and good-bye. —Addy’s _Sheffield Glossary_. XXIII. Sally, Sally Walker, sprinkled in a pan; What did she sprinkle for? for a young man; Sprinkle, sprinkle, daughter, and you shall have a cow; I cannot sprinkle, mother, because I don’t know how. Sprinkle, sprinkle, daughter, and you shall have a man; I cannot sprinkle, mother, but I’ll do the best I can. Pick and choose, but don’t you pick me; Pick the fairest you can see. The fairest one that I can see is ——. Come to me. Now you’re married I wish you much joy; Your father and mother you must obey; Seven long years a girl and a boy; So hush, a bush, bush, get out of the way. —Buckingham (Thos. Baker in _Midland Garner_, New Series, ii. 31). XXIV. Little Sally Walker sitting in a sigh, Weeping and waiting for a young man. Come choose you east, come choose you west, The very one that you love best. —Nairn (Rev. W. Gregor). XXV. Little Sally Walker sitting on the sand, Crying and weeping for a young man. Rise, Sally, rise, Sally, wipe away your tears, Try for the east, and try for the west, Try for the (little) very one you love best. Now they’re married I wish them joy, Every year a girl and boy, Loving each other like sister and brother, I hope to see them meet again. —Fraserburgh (Rev. W. Gregor). XXVI. Little Sally Sander Sitting in the sander, Weeping and crying for her young man. Rise, Sally, rise And wipe away your tears; Choose to the east, Choose to the west, And choose to the very one that you love best. Now you’re married we wish you joy, First a girl and then a boy; Twelve months after son and daughter, All join hands and kiss together. —Penzance, Cornwall (Mrs. Mabbott). XXVII. Sally, Sally Walker, tinkle in a can; Rise up, Sally, and choose a young man. Look to the east, and look to the west, Choose the one that you love the best. —Settle, Yorkshire (Rev. W. S. Sykes).