MS: 'O wat ye wha's in yon town'

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MS: 'O wat ye wha's in yon town'

My cave wad be a Lover's bower,
Tho' raging Winter rent the air,
And she, a lovely, little flower,
That I wad tent & shelter there

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O sweet is She, in yon town
The par[?] sinking Sun's gane down upon,
A fairer than's in yon town
His setting bean ne'er shone upon.

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