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And was na Willy a great lown,
as ſhyre a lick as e'er was ſeen;
When he danc'd with the laſſes round
the bridegroom ſpeer'd where he had been
Quoth Willy I've been at the ring,
with bobbing, faith, my ſhanks are fair,
Gaeca'your bride and maidens in,
for Willy he dow do nae mair.
Then reſt ye, Willy. I'll gae out,
and for a wee fill up the ring,
But, ſhame light on his ſouple ſnout,
he wanted Willy's wanton ſling.
Then ſtraight he to the bride did fare
ſays Wells me on your bonny face,
With bobbing Willy's ſhanks are fair,
and I'm come out to fill his place.
Bridegroom, ſhe ſays, you'll ſpoil the dance,
& at the ring you'll ay belag,
Unleſs, like Willy ye advance;
(O! Willy has a wanton wag;)
For wi'i he learns us a' to ſteer,
and foremoſt ay bears up the ring;
We will find nae ſic dancing here,
If we want Willy's wanton ſling.
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SWEET PEGGY O'LAVEN.
I Am reſtleſs in my mind and always uneaſy,
Since I loſt my dear jewel, nothing can pleaſe me,
