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of CHOICE SONGS. 3
But fate had determin'd his fall to be glorious,
Though dreadful the thought muft be unto uie ;
He fell, like brave Wolfe, where the troops werfe vie
torious,
Sure each tender heart nnifl: bewail the decree s
Yet, though he Is gone, the once faithful lover.
And all our fine fchemes of true happinefs over,
N^ doubt he implored his pity and favour
For me he had left on the Banks of the Dee.
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S O N G II.
Rural Contentment.
Tune, bonny lafs will you la in a B of rath ?'
I SAT on a bank by the fide of a river,
I thought my dear Jamie had left me for ever 3
But while I fat penfively fighing and mourning,
Ah ! who fliould I fee, but my Jamie returning.
I ftraight ran to meet him, I threw my arms round
him,
Still charming, flill kind, dill conftant I found him,
With ardor he prefs'd me, ah ! who could oppofe him i*'
While thus I reveal'd the warm wifli of my bofom*
O flay, my dear Jamie, thy follies give over,
No more leave thefe plains, be no longer a rover^
No more feek for glory where cannons loud rattle^
Nor leave my fond arms for the found of a battle.
For peace in a cottage, and paftoral pleafure,
Where love trips with joy, in feme frolicfome raeafure^
Believe me, my Jamie, are far more enticing
Than war's empty pomp which you've always been
prizing.
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