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PHELY AND WILLY.
WRITTEN FOR THIS WOEK,
SY BURNS.
A JACOBITE AIR.
The Heroine was Miss Phillis Macmukdo, Drumlanrig. — Whether the Poet had any person in his eye for
Willy, the Editor has not been able to ascertain.
He.
' O Phely, happy be that day,
When roving through the gather'd hay,
' My youthful heart was stown away,
' And by thy charms, my Phely.'
She.
" O Willy, ay I bless the grove
" Where first I own'd my maiden love,
" Whilst thou did'st pledge the Powers above,
" To be my ain dear Willy."
He.
1 As songsters of the early year
' Are ilka day mair sweet to hear,
' So ilka day to me mair dear
• And charming is my Phely.'
She.
" As on the brier the budding rose
" Still richer breathes, and fairer blows,
" So in my tender bosom grows
" The love I bear my Willy."
He.
' The milder sun and bluer sky
' That crown my harvest cares wi' joy,
' Were ne'er sae welcome to my eye,
' As is a sight o' Phely.'
She.
" The little swallow's wanton wing-,
" Tho' wafting o'er the flowery spring,
" Did ne'er to me sic tidings bring,
" As meeting o' my Willy."
He.
' The bee that thro' the sunny hour
' Sips nectar in the op'ning flower,
' Compar'd wi' my delight is poor
1 Upon the lips o' Phely.'
She.
" The woodbine in the dewy weet,
" When ev'ning shades in silence meet,
" Is nought sae fragrant or sae sweet
" As is a kiss o' Willy."
He.
1 Let fortune's wheel at random rin,
' And fools may tyne, and knaves may win :
' My thoughts are a' bound up in ane,
' And that's my ain dear Phely.'
She.
" What's a' the joys that gowd can gi'e ?
" I care na wealth a single flie :
" The lad I love's the lad for me,
" And that's my ain dear Willy."
VOL- IV.

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