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    O lovely Polly Stewart,
    O charming Polly Stewart,
There's not a flower that blooms in May,
    That's half so fair as thou art.

The flower it blaws, it fades and fa's,
    And art can ne'er renew it ;
But Worth and Truth eternal Youth
    Will give to Polly Stewart!

May he whase arms shall fauld thy charms
    Possess a leal a true heart !
To him be given to ken the heav'n
    He grasps in Polly Stewart !

Chorus
    O lovely Polly Stewart,
    O charming Polly Stewart.
There's ne'er a flower that blooms in May
    That's half so sweet as thou art.