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 THE HISTORY OF WILL AND JEAN.

Wha was ance like Willie Gairlace, Wha in neighbouring town or farm ? Beauty's bloom was in his fair face, Deadly strength was in his arm. Throw the sledge rin or wrastle Hap what should, he stood a castle Or for safety or for war. Warm his heart, and mild as manfu', Wi' the bauld he bauld could be ; But to friends wha bad their handfu', Purse and service aye war free. When he first saw Jeanie Miller, Who wi' Jeanie could compare? Thousands had mair braws and siller, But war ony balf sae fair ? Kind and gentle was her nature; At ilk place she bore the bell : Sic a bloom, and shape, and stature ! But her look no tongue can tell!