The Scots musical museum . Dear laffie tell, why by thy fell Thou haftly wand reft ewes, fhe cryd, are ftr&ying wide; Canft tell me, Laddie, where?To town I hy, he made reply, Some meikle {port to fee;But thourt fo fweet, fo trim and neat, Til feek the ewes with thee. She gave her hand, nor made a ftand,But lik_ the youths intent; Oer hill and dale, oer plain and merrily they went. The birds fang fweet, the pair to greet,And flowrs bloomd all around: • And as they walkd, of love they talkcl,And joys which lovers crownd. And fiow the fun had rofe to noon, In zenith of his pow

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The Scots musical museum . Dear laffie tell, why by thy fell Thou haftly wand reft ewes, fhe cryd, are ftr&ying wide; Canft tell me, Laddie, where?To town I hy, he made reply, Some meikle {port to fee;But thourt fo fweet, fo trim and neat, Til feek the ewes with thee. She gave her hand, nor made a ftand,But lik_ the youths intent; Oer hill and dale, oer plain and merrily they went. The birds fang fweet, the pair to greet,And flowrs bloomd all around: • And as they walkd, of love they talkcl,And joys which lovers crownd. And fiow the fun had rofe to noon, In zenith of his power,When to a (hade their fteps they made, To pafs the mid-day The bonny lad row cl in his plaid The lafs, who fcornd to frown; .She foon forgot the ewes fhe fought y And he to gangf to town. 16 My Dear Jockey,.

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