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THE WIDOW'S WAIL
Now clos'd for aýe thy coal-black een,
That fondly gaz'd on me,- O Willy,
I aye was fain to see my Willy.
Last night, across the Clyde—dear Willy, This morn a stiffen'd corse brought hame,
Alake, 'tis hard to bide— o Willy.
The owlet hooted sair yestreen,
And thrice the soot it felldear Willy, The tyke cam' late, and howl'd aloud,
It seem'd the dying knell o' Willy. Deep were the snaws, keen were my waes,
The bairns oft cried for thee,-their Willy, I trembling said, he'll soon be here,
The wee things ne'er clos'd e'e, Willy.
And when I saw the thick sleet fa',
A bleezing fire I made for Willy,
And I grew mair. afraid for Willy.
And ran thy voice to hear,--ah, Willy, The wind blew hollow, but nae sound My sinking heart did cheer-- 0 Willy.
The clock struck ane,--the clock struck twa,
The clock struck three and four-no Willy, I thought I heard the pony's foot,
And flew to ope the door to Willy; The pony neigh’d—but thou wert lost,
I sank upon the snaw, for Willy, Thy wraith appear'd e'en where I lay,
And whisper'd thou wert drown'd-o Willy
The moon was up, in vain I sought
The stiffen'd corse o' thine, lost Willy, 'Twill soon, soon mingle wi' the dust,
And near it sae will mine-O'Willy. Gae dry your tears, my bairnies five,
Gae dry your tears o' sorrow, dearies, Your father's cares are at an end,
And sae will mine ere morrow, dearies,
Can a crown give content. : 36
Ah, say, ah, say, did they ever?
Ah, no, ah, no, no, never ! A
When we put on a ring. Nyr
It binds us, it binds us, for ever;
Ah, no, ah, no, no never!
* From the Opera of the “ Mall of the Mill.".
FEE HIM, FATHER, FEE HIM".
Saw ye Johnnie commin, quo' she
Saw ye Johnnie commin;
Saw ye Johnnie commin,
And his doggie rinnin', quo' she,
*" This song, for genuine humour in the verses, and lively originality in the air, is unparalelled. I take it to be very old.” It differs a little from that inserted in Cromek's select Scottish Songs by Burns. In the second stanza, that of Cromek wants two lines, Fee him, &c. which is immaterial, but in the last stanza, the difference is greater. That which Cromek has printed, would no doubt be current at the time Burns' lived, but from the coarseness of the ending it is highly improbable.'
Fee him, father, fee him, quo' she,
Fee him, father, fee him;
Fee him, father, fee him ;
And a weel doing, quo' she;
Gaes wi' me when I see him, quo' she,
What will I do wi' him? quo' he,
What will I do wi' him? He's ne'er a sark upon his back,
And I hae nane to gi'e him. I hae twa sarks into my kist,
And ane o' them I'll gi'e him ;
Dinna stand wi' him, quo' she,'
For weel do I lo'e him, quo' she,
Weel do I lo’e him;
Weel do I lo'e him.
Fee him, father, fee him;
And crack wi' me at e'en, quo' she,