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J*-' nature and fancy ex _ ceed . No daify, nor fweet blufh _ ing <
** rofe, Nor all the gay flow'rs of the field, Nor Tweed glid _ ing
The warblers are heard in the grove,
The linnet,the lark, and the thrufh,
The blackbird, and fweet-cooing dove,
With mufic enchant every bufh.
Come, let us go forth to the mead,
Let's fee how the primrofes fpring,
We'll lodge in fbme village on Tweed,
And love, while the feather'd folks fing.
How does my love pafs the long day?
Does Mary not 'tend a few fheep?
Do they never carelefslv ftray, .__.
While happily fhe lies afleep7
Tweeds murmurs fhould lull her to reft:
Kind Nature indulging my blifs, ,
To eafe the foft pains of my breaft,
I'd fteal an ambrofial kifs.'
'Tis fhe does the virgins excel,
No beaut}' v\ith her may compare;
Love's .graces arourd hfct do dwell,
She's faireft, where thoufands_are fair,
Say, charmer, where do thy flock ftray?
Oh! tell me at noon where, they f<ed.
Is it on the fweet winding Taj .
Or pleafanter banks of fhe Tweed. 7