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aw ye my dear, my Phely? She's down i' the grove, she's wi' a new love! She winna come hame to her Willy. II. What says she, my dearest, my Phely? What says she, my dearest, my Phely? She lets thee to wit that she has thee forgot, And for ever disowns thee, her Willy. III. O had I ne'er seen thee, my Phely! O had I ne'er seen thee, my Phely! As light as the air, and fause as thou's fair, Thou's broken the heart o' thy Willy. * * * * * CCXXVIII. HOW LANG AND DREARY IS THE NIGHT. Tune--"_Cauld Kail in Aberdeen._" [On comparing this lyric, corrected for Thomson, with that in the Museum, it will be seen that the former has more of elegance and order: the latter quite as much nature and truth: but there is less of the new than of the old in both.] I. How lang and dreary is the night, When I am frae my dearie; I restless lie frae e'en to morn, Though I were ne'er sae weary. For oh! her lanely nights are lang; And oh! her dreams are eerie; And oh, her widow'd heart is sair, That's absent frae her dearie. II. When I think on the lightsome days I spent wi' thee my dearie; And now what seas between us roar-- How can I be but eerie? III. How slow ye move, ye heavy hours; The joyless day how dreary! It was na sae ye glinted by, When I was wi' my dearie. For oh! her lanely nights are lang; And oh, her dreams are eerie; And oh, her widow'd heart is sair, That's absent frae her dearie. * * * * * CCXXIX. LET NOT WOMAN E'ER COMPLAIN. Tune--"_Duncan Gray._" ["These English songs," thus complains the poet, in the letter which conveyed this lyric to Thomson, "gravel me to death: I have not that command of the language that I have of my native tongue. I have been at 'Duncan Gray,' to dress it in English, but all I can do is deplorably stupid. For instance:"] I. Let not woman e'er complain Of inconstancy in love; Let not woman e'er complain Fickle man is apt to rove: Look abroad through nature's range, Nature's mighty law is change; Ladies, would it not be strange, Man should then a monster prove? II. Mark the winds, and mark the skies; Ocean's ebb, and ocean's flow:
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