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Thou stork— clove, whose echo resonn<ls thro' the glen;
Ye wild— whistling blackbirds, in yon thorny den;
Thou green— crested lapwing, thy screaming forbear;
I < barge you, disturb not my slumbering' lair.
How lolty, sweet Alton, thy neighbouring hills,
I'Vti tiiark'd with the courses of clear— winding rills;
There daily I wander, as noon rises high,
My flocks and m> Mary's sweet cot in my eye.
How jileasant thy banks and green vallics below,
Where wild in tlic woodlands the primroses blow:;
There oft, as mild, ey'ning weei>s over the lea,
The sweet-scented bilk shades my Mary and mc .
Thj crystal stream, Aft on, how lovely it glides,
And winds bj the cot where my Mary resides;
How wanton thy waters her snowy feet lave,
-As gathering sweet flowerets she stems thy clear wave.
Klow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes;
Flow gently, sweet i^vcr, the theme ol my lays;
My Mary's asleev by thy murmuring stream,
Flow- gently, sweet Alton, disturb not her dream.