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To the foregoing Tune.
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WHEN fummer comes, the fwains on
Sing their fuccfsful loves, (Tweed
Around the ewes and lambkins feed,
And mufic fills the groves.
But my lovcl fong is then the broom
So fair on Cowdenknows;
For fure fo fweet, fo foft a bloom
Elfewhere there never grows.
There Colin tun'd his oaten reed,
And won my yielding heart;
No fhepherd e'er that dwelt on Tweed
Cou'd play with half fuch art.
He fung of Tay, of Forth, and Clyde,
The hills and dales all round,
Of Leaderhaughs and Leaderfide,
Ohi how I blefs'd the found.
Yet more delightful is the broom
So fair on Cowdenknows;
For fure,fo frefh, fo bright a bloom?
Elfewhere there never grows.
Not Tiviot braes,fo green and gay,
May with this broom compare,
Not Yarrow banks in flow ry May,
Nor the bufh aboon Traquair.
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More pleafing far are Cowdenknows,
My peaceful happy homel
Where I was wont to milk my ewes,
At ev'n among the broom .
Ye powers that haunt the woods and plain.'
Where Tweed with Tiviot flows,
Convey me to the beft of fwains, *
And my lovcl Cowdenknows.
Ofcars Ghoft
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O fee that form that faintly gleams. Tis Ofcar come to chear my
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Wake Ofsian,laft of Fingals line,
And mix thy tears and fighs with mine;
Awake the harp to doleful lays, .
And footh my foul with Ofcars praife.
The fhell is ceastt in Ofcars hall.
Since gloomy Kefbar wrought his - fall;
The Boe on Morven lightly bounds,
Nor hears the crv of Ofcars hounds.