Thro the Wood Laddy.
To a New Scots Tune.
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AS Phillis and Thisbe did walk hand in hand,
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O they spyd a shepherd, (O they spyd a shepherd,
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As Phillis and Thisbe did walk hand in hand,
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O they spyd a shepherd that was at a stand.
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So if for to venture he had been afraid,
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As sweet was the splendor (so, etc.) their beauty displayd.
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Said Phillis unto him, Where do you resort,
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Or where do you wander, (or, etc.) or where do you sport.
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He modestly answered if you would know,
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My name is Philorum (my, etc.) I thro the woods go.
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Cant you the sweet Grove and the forest forsake,
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And leave off to wander (and etc.) for Philliss sake.
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Should I the sweet Grove and the forest give oer,
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And leave off to wander (and, etc.) it is thee I adore.
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Just as they were talking, a Boy I espyd,
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With a bow and a quiver (with, etc.) fast tyd to his side.
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Said the boy to the shepherd to thee I am sent,
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From Venus my mother, (from, etc.) thy mind to content.
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The bow it was bent with a thundering dart,
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The shepherd was wounded (etc.) quite thorough the heart.
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The blind boy in triumph went sporting away,
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And left poor Philoram (and left, etc.) a victim and prey.
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But the nymph had more pity, and whisperd him soft,
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A cure I will tender, (a cure, etc.) let the Boy fly aloft.
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She kist him and hugd him, and did him so queeze,
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She kist out his passion, (she kist, etc.) Philoram got ease.
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I will pull off my garters and bind up the wound,
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While poor bleeding Strephon in my arms doth swoon.
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Down under a valley where Chesley doth stray,
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Whilst Strephon shall kiss me, (etc. and bless me all day.
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Altho friends are cruel, and will not consent,
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Go thro the Woods Laddy, (go, etc.) and make no complaint.
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For the Woods are pleasant, the night fair and clear,
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Go thro the Woods Laddy, (go, etc. and keep us from fear.
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With bracelets of roses thy arms I will deck,
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Thou Queen of my fancy (thou, etc.) whom I do respect.
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The crook and the hazel our covering shall be,
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None can be like them (none can be like them,
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The crook and the hazel our cover?ng shall be,
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None can be like them) come sit down by me.
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