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Does the death of a lintwhite give Annie the fpleen ?
Can tyning of trifles be uneafy to thee ;
Can lap-dogs and monkies draw tears frae thefe een,
That look with indifference on poor dying me ?
Rouze up thy reafon, my beautifu* Annie,
And dinna prefer a paroquet to me ;
O ! as thou art benny, be prudent and cany,
And think on thy Jamie wha doats upon thee.
Ah ! fliQu'd a new manto ox Flanders lace head,
Or yet a wee cottie, tho' never fae fine,
Gar thee grow forgetfu', and let his heart bleed,
That anes had iome hope of purchasing thine ?
Rouze up thy reafon, my beautifu' Annie,
And dinna prefer ye'r fleegeries to me ;
O ! as thou art bonny, be folid and cany,
And tent a true lover that doats upon thee,
Shall a Paris edition of new-fangle Sany,
Tho' gilt o'er wi' laces and fringes he be,
By adoring himfelf, be admir'd by fair Annie,
And aim at thefe benifons promis'd to me ?
Rouze up thy reafon, my beautifu' Annie,
And never prefer a light dancer to me ;
G ! as thou art bonny, be conflant and cany,
Love only thy Jamie wha doats upon thee.
O! think, my dear charmer, on ilka fweet hour
That flade away faftly between thee and me,
E'er fquirrels, or beau-;, or foppery had power
To rival my love, and impofe upon thee.
Rouze up thy reafon, my beautifu' Annie,
'And let thy defires be a' center'd in me j
O? as thou art bonny, be faithfu' and cany,
And love him wha's langing to center in thee.
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