r willia sllie—a sketch
shrewd willie sllie to crochaln ca;
the old ck&039;d hat, the grey surtout the sa;
his bristlg beard jt risg its ight,
&039;as four long nights and days to shavg night:
his unb&039;d grizzly locks, wild starg, thatch&039;d
a head for thought profound and clear, unatch&039;d;
yet tho&039; his catic wit was bitg-rude,
his heart was war, benevolent, and good
rattl&039;, roar&039; willie
as i ca by crochaln,
i cannilie keekit ben;
rattl&039;, roar&039; willie
was sitt at yon boord-en&039;;
sitt at yon boord-en,
and aang gude panie;
rattl&039;, roar&039; willie,
you&039;re wele ha to !
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