The Gentle Shepherd: A Scotch Pastoral. By Allan Ramsay. Attempted in English by Margaret Turner

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Сторінка 1 - I wish nae mair of a' that's rare. My Peggy speaks sae sweetly, To a' the lave I'm cauld; But she gars a' my spirits glow, At wauking of the fauld. My Peggy smiles sae kindly, Whene'er I whisper love. That I look down on a' the town, — That I look down upon a crown.
Сторінка 7 - Say often what they never mean, Ne'er mind their pretty lying tongue, But tent the language of their een: If these agree, and she persist To answer all your love with hate. Seek elsewhere to be better blest, And let her sigh when 'tis too late. ROGER Kind Patie, now fair fa' your honest heart, — Ye 're ay sae cadgy, and have sic an art To hearten ane!
Сторінка 64 - And gin ye winna tak me, I can let ye be. ' I hae a good ha' house, a barn and a byre, A peatstack fore the door, will mak a rantin fire.
Сторінка 17 - Tis ten to ane the wives are maist to blame. Then I'll employ wi' pleasure a' my art To keep him cheerfu', and secure his heart. At een, when he comes weary frae the hill, I'll hae a...
Сторінка 15 - With glooman brow the laird seeks in his rent, — 'Tis no to gie, your merchant's to the bent ; His honour maunna want, — he poinds your gear ; Syne driven frae house and hald, where will ye steer ?Dear Meg, be wise, and lead a single life ; Troth, 'tis nae mows to be a married wife ! PEGGY. May sic ill luck befa...
Сторінка 79 - With thee upon yon mountain. There will I tell the trees and flowers, From thoughts unfeign'd and tender, By vows you're mine, by love is yours A heart which cannot wander.* FAREWELL TO THE MASON-LODGE, AT TARBOLTON, IN AYRSHIRE.
Сторінка 18 - I'll employ with pleasure a' my art To keep him cheerfu', and secure his heart. At e'en, when he comes weary frae the hill, I'll have a' things made ready to his will. In winter, when he toils thro...
Сторінка 38 - Into my Patie's arms, for good and a'. But stint your wishes to this kind embrace ; And mint nae farther till we've got the grace. 115 Patie, with his left hand about her waste O charming armfu', hence ye cares away, I'll kiss my treasure a' the live lang day; All night I'll dream my kisses o'er again, Till that day come that ye'll be a
Сторінка 37 - Then dinna pu' me; gently thus I fa' Into my Patie's arms for good and a': But stint your wishes to this frank embrace, And mint nae farther till we've got the grace.

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