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( 5 ) Aga'n balmy comfort with tranport I view,

My fears are all vanih’d ince Jocky is true;

Then to our blyth hepherds, the news I'll convey,

Tjl’hat Jenny alone you’ve crowvn’d Queen of the May.

Come all ye young lovers, I yray you draw near,

Avoid all upicion, whate’er may appear;

believe not your eyes, let you they betray,

Then come, my dear Jenny, and hail the new May.

Come all ye young lovers &c.

Pattie and Peggie,

Y the delicious warmnes of thy mouth,

And rolling eye, which miling tells the truth,

cues, my laie, that as weel as I,

youu’re made for love, and why hould ye deny?

But ken ye, lad, gin we confes o’er oon,

he think us cheap, and yne our wooing’s done:

the maiden that o’er quickly tines her power,

like unripe fruit will tate but hard and owr.

But when they hing o’er lang upon the tree,

thieir weetnes they may tine, and, ae may ye

and cheeked you completely ripe appear,

and I have thol’d and woo’d a lang ha’f year

Then dinna pu’ me ; gently thus I a'

to my Peattie’s arms for good and a’;


 * tint your wihes to this frank embrace,

and mint nae farther till we’ve got the grace.

O charming armsu'! hence ye cares, away,

kis my treaure a’ the live-lang day;