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ng—willie chalrs

r chalrs, a ntlean ayrshire, a particur friend of e, asked to write a poetic epistle to a young dy, his dulcea i had seen her, but was scarcely acated with her, and wrote as follows:—

wi&039; braw new branks ickle pride,

and eke a braw new brechan,

y pegas i&039; got astride,

and up parnass pech;

whiles owre a bh wi&039; donwward crh,

the doited beastie stars;

then up he ts, and off he sets,

for sake o&039; willie chalrs

i doubt na, ss, that weel ken&039;d na

ay st a pair o&039; bshes;

i a nae stranr to your fa,

nor his war urd wishes

your bonie face sae ild and sweet,

his honest heart enaours,

and faith ye&039;ll no be lost a whit,

tho&039; wair&039;d on willie chalrs

auld truth hersel&039; ight swear yer&039;e fair,

and honour safely back her;

and odesty assu your air,

and ne&039;er a ane istak her:

and sic a love-spirg een

ight fire even holy palrs;

nae wonder then they&039;ve fatal been

to honest willie chalrs

i doubt na fortune ay you shore

i-ou&039;d pouther&039;d priestie,

fu&039; lifted up wi&039; hebrew lore,

and band upon his breastie:

but oh! what signifies to you

his lexins and graars;

the feelg heart&039;s the royal be,

and that&039;s wi&039; willie chalrs

gap&039;, glowr&039; untra ird

ay warsle for your favour;

ay cw his g, and straik his beard,

and hoast up paver:

y bonie aid, before ye wed

sic csy-witted hars,

seek heaven for help, and barefit skelp

awa wi&039; willie chalrs

five the bard! y fond regard

for ane that shares y bo,

spires y e to gie &039; his dues

for deil a hair i roose hi

ay powers aboon unite you on,

and fructify your aours,—

and every year e air dear

to you and willie c