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(8) Behold the hills and vales around,

With lowing herds and flocks abound;

The wanton kids, and frisking lambs,

Gambol and dance about their dams;

The busy bees with humming noise,

And all the reptile kind rejoice!

Let us, like them, then, sing and play,

About the Birks of Invermay.

Hark! how the waters, as they fall,

Loudly my love to gladness call;

The wanton waves sport in the beams,

And fishes play throughout the streams.

The circling sun does now advance,

And all the planets round him dance;

Let us as joyful be as they,

Among the Birks of Invermay.

All Nature, thro’ her works divine,

Teach lovers to improve their time;

That they may not with fighing say.

We’ve lost the joys of Invermay.

FINIS.