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A fhape alone let others prize

A beautiful face and a form without fault
Amelia fhe's fo wond'rous fair

At Totterdown hill there dwelt an old pair
Ah! why muft words my flame reveal
Away to the field

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At the filent ev'ning hour

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As I went forth to view the fpring

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A friend of mine came here yeltreen

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A quire of bright beauties.

As bringing home the other day
As down on Banna's banks I ftray'd
And did you not hear

As on a funshine fummers day
Around the fpacious landfcape rove
As I fat at my fpinning-wheel

By the fide of a grove

By fage philofophers of old

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By the mountain's fide reclining

Come, my faireft, learn of me
Caft my love, thine eyes around
Celia fee the season fmiling
Cruel creature, can you leave me

Come, chear up, my lads

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Come, rouze brother fportfman

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Come, the mates of my fortune

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Come, my lads, with fouls befitting

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Come, come, my hearts fo bold
Come to my arms, my treafure
Ceafe, rude Boreas, bluft'ring railer
Come, gie's a fang the lady cry'd
Come jolly Bacchus, god of wine
Come rouze from your trances
Come ye lads who with to fhine
Contented I am, and contented I'll be

Down the burn, and thro' the mead
Do you hear, brother sportsman
Dear Colin, prevent my warm blushes
Dear madam, when ladies are willing
Down in yon meadow a couple did tarry
Diogenes furly and proud

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FILL your glaffes, banish grief

Fy let us a' to the bridal

Farewell ye green fields and fweet groves
For ever, O merciless fair

GIVE Ifaac the nymph who no beauty
Go high, go low, in ev'ry state
Guardian angels! now protect me

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Gallant failor, oft you told me

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Gently touch the warbling lyre
Gently ftir and blow the fire

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Grant us, kind heav'n, what we request
Gin ye meet a bonny laffie

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Guardian angels,-A difh of all forts

How imperfe&t is expreffion

Had I a heart for falfehood fram'd

How blefs'd are beggar laffes

Here's to the maiden of bashful fifteen

How pleas'd with my native bow'rs
Hopelefs ftill in filent anguish
How pleafant a failor's life paffes
How happy were my days till now
Hope! thou nurfe of young defire
He that will not merry merry be
Herfeil pe highland shentleman
Happy's the love which meets return
How blyth, ilk morn, was I to fee
Her fheep had in clusters

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Here's a health to the king

How bleft has my time been

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Ir that the world and love were young

I winna marry ony man but Sandy

I am a bachelor winfome

JOLLY fouls that are gen'rous
Jolly mortals, fill your glaffes

LEAVE off your foolish pratting

Long, long I despair'd

Love's a gentle gen'rous paffion

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My lodging is on the cold ground
My laddie is gane

No repofe can I discover
Nanfy's to the green wood gane
Now wat ye wha I met yeftreen

No more my fong fhall be
Now the happy knot is ty'd

Now's the time for mirth and glee

O! the days when I was young
Oh! Venus, queen of foft delight

On thy banks gentle Tay

O! would't thou know

On a moffy bank reclin'd
O! fee that form
O! gentle fhepherds
Oh! frown no more
One fummer eve
Odds my life!

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Oh! lead me to fome peaceful room
Oh! how could I venture

Of Leifter, fam'd for maidens fair
O Beffy Bell and Mary Gray
Oh! fend me Lewis Gordon hame

O Sandy why leaves

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