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LEADER HA V G US AND YARROW.
The morn was fair, faft was the air,
All nature’s fweets were fpringing:
The buds did blow with filver dew,
Ten thoufand birds were finging:
When on the bent, with blyth content,
Young Jamie fang his marrow,
Nae bonnier lafs e’er trod the grafs,
On leader haughs and Yarrow.
Yet tho’ (he’s fair, and has full fhare
Of ev’ry charm enchanting,
Each good turns ill, and foon will kill
Poor me, if love be wanting.
O laonny lafs ! have but the grace
To think ere ye gae further.
Your joys ma^i flit, if you commit
The crying nn of murder.
How fweet her face, where ev’ry grace
In heav’nly beauty’s planted;
Her fmiling een, and comely mem,
That nae perfection wanted !
I’ll never fret, nor ban my fate,
But blefs my bonny marrow:
If her dear fmile my doubts beguile.
My mind fhall ken nae borrow.
My wand’ring ghaift will ne’er get rcfl,
And day and night affright ye;
But if ye’re kind, wi’joyful mind
I’ll fludy to delight ye;
Our years around with love thus crown’d,
From all things joy fhall borrow:
Thus none fhall be more blefl than we.
On leader haughs and Yarrow.
O fweeteft Sue! ’tis only you
Can make life worth my wifhes.
If equal love your mind can move
To grant this belt of bliffes.
Thou art my Sun! and thy leaf! frown
Would blafl me in the bloffom ;
But if thou fliine, and make me thine.
I’ll flourifli in thy bofbm.