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burlese nt for the absence of willia creech, publisher

auld chuckie reekie&039;s sair distrest,

down droops her ance weel burnish&039;d crest,

nae joy her bonie bkit nest

can yield ava,

her darlg bird that she lo&039;es best—

willie&039;s awa!

o willie was a witty wight,

and had o&039; thgs an un&039; sleight,

auld reekie aye he keepit tight,

and trig an&039; braw:

but now they&039;ll bk her like a fright,—

willie&039;s awa!

the stiffest o&039; the a&039; he bow&039;d,

the bauldest o&039; the a&039; he w&039;d;

they durst nae air than he allow&039;d,

that was a w:

we&039;ve lost a birkie weel worth gowd;

willie&039;s awa!

now gawkies, tawpies, gowks and fools,

frae lles and boardg schools,

ay sprout like sir puddock-stools

glen or shaw;

he wha uld brh the down to ools—

willie&039;s awa!

the brethren o&039; the rce-chaur

ay ourn their loss wi&039; doolfu&039; cour;

he was a dictionar and graar

aong the a&039;;

i fear they&039;ll now ak ony a star;

willie&039;s awa!

nae air we see his levee door

philophers and poets pour,

and toothy critics by the sre,

bloody raw!

the adjutant o&039; a&039; the re—

willie&039;s awa!

now worthy gregory&039;s t face,

tytler&039;s and greenfield&039;s odest grace;

ackenzie, stewart, such a brace

as ro ne&039;er saw;

they a&039; aun et ither pce,

willie&039;s awa!

poor burns ev&039;n stch drk canna icken,

he cheeps like bewilder&039;d chicken

scar&039;d frae it&039;s nie and the cleck,

by hoodie-craw;

grieg&039;s gien his heart an un kick,

willie&039;s awa!

now ev&039;ry ur-ou&039;d girn blel,

and calv&039;s folk, are fit to fell hi;

ilk self-nceited critic skel

his ill ay dr