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 gOTCH SONGS. I thought upon the witching smile That caught my youthful fancy. At length I reaeh'd the bonze glen, .Vthere early life I sported; I pa'd the mill, and trysting thom, Whom Nancy aft I courted; - Who spied I but my ain dear maid Down by her mother's  dwelling; And turn'd me round to hide the tiood That in my een was $wolling, Wi' altoi'd voice, quoth I, sweet lass, Sweet as yon hawthofn's blm,. O! happy, happy may he be, That's dearest to thy bosom! My purse is light, I've far to gang, And fain Wad be thy lodger; ' I've serv'd my king and country long; Take pity on a nedge. Sae wistfully she gaz'd on me, And lovelier wa than ever; O. uo' she, a sodger anco I lo'ed, Forget him shall I never; � Our humble cot and hamely fare, Ye freely shall partake it; That gallant badge, the dear cockade, Ye're welcome for the sake o't. She ga'dhe redden'd like a rose-- Syne !le like ony lily, She sunk within my arms, and cried, Art thou my ain dear Willie? By him who made yon sun and sky, By whom true !ove's regarded, I am the man; and thus may still True 1over be rewarde&

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