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Willy was a wanton Wag.
WILLY was a wanton wag,
The blytheft lad that e'er I faw,
At bridals ftill he bore the brag,
And carried ay the gree awa :
His doublet was of 'Zetland fhag,
And wow ! but Willy he was braw,.
And at his fhouder hang a tag,
That pleas'd the laffes bell of a\
He was a man without a cla'g,
Hit heart was frank without a flaw j
And ay whatever Willy laid,
It was ftill hadden as a law.
His boots they were made of the jag,
When he went to the weapon- maw,
Upon the green nane darft him brag,
The feind a ane amang them a 7 .
And was not Willy well worth gowd ?
He wan the love of great and fma' *
For after he the bride had kifs'd,
He kifs'd the laffes hale-fate a'.
Sae merrily round the ring they fow'c?,
When be the hand he led them a%.
And fmack onfmack on them beitow'd,
By virtue of a Handing law.
And was nae Willy a great lown,
As fhyre a lick as e'er was feen ?
When he danc'd with the laffes round,
The bridegroom fpeer'd where he had been.
Quoth Willy, I've been at the ring,
With bobbing, faith, my flunks are fain
Gae ca' your bride and maidens in,
For Willy he dovvdo nae mair.
Then reft ye, Willy, I'll gae out,
And for a wee fill up the ring.
But, fhame light on his fouple fnout,
He wanted Willfs wanton fling t
Then

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