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I. LOVE : PERSONAL
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O, HOW shall I, unskilfu' try
The poet's occupation ?
The tunefu' powers, in happj' hours
That whisper inspiration ;
Even they maun dare an effort mair
Than aught they ever gave us,
Ere they rehearse in equal verse
The charms o' lovely Davies.
Each eye, it cheers, vvhen she appears,
Like Phoebus in the morning.
When past the shower, and every flower
The garden is adorning !
As the wretch looks o'er Siberia's shore,
When winter-bound the wave is,
Sae droops our heart when we maun part
Frae charming, lovely Davies.
Her smile 's a gift frae 'boon the lift.
That maks us mair than princes ;
A sceptred hand, a king's command.
Is in her daiting glances :
The man in arms 'gainst female charms.
Even he her willing slave is :
He hugs his chain, and owns the reign
Of conquering lovely Davies.
My Muse to dream of such a theme
Her feeble powers surrenders ;
The eagle's gaze alone surveys
The sun's meridian splendours :
I wad in vain essay the strain :
The deed too daring brave is !
ril drap the lyre, and, mute, admire
The charms o' lovely Davies,

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