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38 The GENTLE SHEPHERD.
Peggy.
When firft thou gade with (hepherd? to the hill.
And I to milk the ews firll try’d my fltill;
To bear a leglen was nae toil to me.
When at the bought at even I met with thee.
P A T I E.
When corns grew yellow and the heather bells
Bloom’d bonny on the moor and riling fells;
Nae birns, or briers, or whins e’er troubled me.
Gif I coud find blae berries ripe for thee.
Peggy.
When thou dill wreftle, run, or putt the (lane,
And wan the day, my heart was flightering fain:
At all thefe fports thou (till gave joy to me;
For nane can wreftle, run, or putt with thee.
P A T I E.
Jenny lings faft the Broom of Cowdenknows;
And Rofie lilts the Milking of the Ews; *
There’s nane like Nanfy Jenny Nettles lings.
At turns in Maggy Lawder Marion dings:
But when my Peggy lings, with Tweeter fkill,
The Boatman, or the Lafs of Pa tie’s mill;
It is a thoufand times mair fweet to me:
Tho’ they ling well, they canna ling like thee.
Peggy.
How eith can lalTes trow what they defire ?
And rous’d by them we love, blaws up that fire :
But wha loves belt, let time and carriage try; '
Be conftant, and my love lhall time defy.
Be dill as now, and a’ my cares lhall be.
How to contrive what pleafant is for thee.
The foregoing, with a fmall variation, was fang at
the Acting as follows.
SANG