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 and is by a' reſpected, His airs fat round him eaſy, genteel but unaffected. The collier's bonny laſſie, far as the new blown li'lie, Aye ſweet and nevercy, fecur'd the heart of Willie He lov'd beyond expreſſion the charmſ tha ere about her, And panted for poſſession, his life was dull without her. After mature reſolving, cloſe to his breaſt he held her, I dette flames diffu ving, he tenderly thus told her: My bonny cellier's daughter, let naattisg die mpate ye, Tis no your loenty toshee ſhall ever gar me looſe ye. For I like gear in plenty, and love fays 'tis my duty, To ware what Heaven has ſent me, upon your it and beauty. FINIS.