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SONQS. 157
PEGGY WV THE GOWDEN HAIR.
Ye roses, fa' at my love's feet !
Ye lilies, bend your heads an' die !
Your bonny beauties, lang- sae sweet.
Are now for ever lost on me : ,
For though ye sweetly bud an' blaw.
To busk the valley blooming fair.
There's ae sweet flower excels ye a'.
Young Peggy wi' the gowden hau%
I sigh at e'en, I sigh at morn ;
Nae peace hae I within my breast;
I dander o'er the fields forlorn.
To muse on her wham I lo'e best.
Sweet, sweet she smiles, she's kind an' leal.
There's nane like her amang the fail'.
Her bonny glance is love's saft seal.
Young Peggy wi' the gowden hair.

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