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The GENTLE SHEPHERD. 2?
A C T II. S C E N E I.
a (hug thack houfe, before the door a green;
Hens on the midding, ducks in dubs *e feen:
One this fide (lands a barn, on that a byar;
A peet-flack joins, and forms a rural (ijuair.
Thehoule is Gland’s; there you may lee him lean,
And to his divet-leat invite his friend.
G L A U D and S Y M O N.
Claud.
GO O D-morrow, nibour Symon;—come fit down,
And^ie’s your cracks—what’s a’ the news in town ?
They tell me ye was in the ither day.
And fald your Crummock and her baflen’d quey.
I’ll warrant you’ve coft a pound of cut and dry;
Lug out your box, and gie’s a pipe to try.
Symon,
With a’ my heart—And tent me now, auld boy,
I’ve gather’d news will kittle your heart with joy.
I eou’dna reft till I came o’er the bum.
To tell you things have taken ficatura.
Will gar our vile oppreflbrs ftend like fleas.
And fkulk in hidlings on the heather braes.
G L A U D.
b’y blaw!—Ah Symmie ! rattling cheils ne’er ftand
To deck and fpread the grofleft lies aff-hand;
Whilk foon flies round like will-fire far and near:
But loole your pock; be’t true or faufe let’s hear.
Symon.
Seeing’s believing, Glaud, and I have feen
Hab, that abroad has with our Mafter been.
Our brave good Mafter, wha right wifely fled,
An4 left a fair eftate to five his head,
Becaufe