Skip to main content

‹‹‹ prev (24) Page [22]Page  [22]Blink over the burn sweet Betty

(26) next ››› Page [24]Page  [24]Love is the cause of my mourning

(25) Page  [23] - Tweed side
t
fa)
ffrrTTtjra~3
^s
rvhai Beauties does Flora diTclofei ITow Sweet are her Smiles up
-\r
£
^
^
-*■
£
-€h
£ES
tf
*
£r
fr
£
d3

3E
N3
I
a
=5?
Tweed* %£ Ma.ry'$ iHZiJweeter than tho(e/ Both Nature and Fancy ex'l
m
p
n^
*
tr
BBE
^
)t*i
^Jnc
m
pa
*
q=P
cm rj cr
*=t
= ce<?^ . 2To DaiTie, nor (meet blufhinq RoCe, Tfor all the qay Flowers of the j
Fieldj jwerTweed alidina gently thro' thoCe, Such Beauty and TleaFuredoesyiejdl
ME
SH
m
I
*
i
-T-F-
53
*
3Z
c_/ta Warblers are heard in the Grove,
The 'Linnet, the Lark and the Thrufli,
The Black-bird, and tweet cooinqJDove,
With Mullen enchant ev 'ry Bujh .
Come let us qo forth to ike Mead;
Let us fee how the Trimrofes Pprinq^
We'll lodge hi Come Village on Tweed,
And love while the feother'dFolks [inn.
\ct:.
1 ]~ sCom does najXaye pafs the long Day t
Does Mirv not tend afew Sheep i
Do they never carclefLy [tray,
While happily Jhe lyes afleep i
Tweeds Murmurs Jhould lull her to Reft,
Kind'Nature indulqinq my Elite.
To relieve thejbft Pains of my Breaft,
oTial Kifs.
Id [teal an ambroffal
Jis Jhe does the Virgins ex cell,
No Beauty with her may compare,
Loves Graces all round her do dwell/
She's fair eft where thousands are fair.
SayJCharmer/ where do thy Flocks pray i
Ohltell me at Noon where they feed;
■ Shall I Peek them on Cweet windinn Tay,
Or the pleafhnter Banks of the Tweed.

Images and transcriptions on this page, including medium image downloads, may be used under the Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 International Licence unless otherwise stated. Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 International Licence