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Rh Of Nannie’s charms the shepherd sung, The hills and dales with Nannie rung; While Roslin castle heard the swain. And echoed back the cheerful strain.

Awake sweet Muse! the breathing spring With rapture warms, awake and sing! Awake and join the vocal throng, Who hail the morning with a song; To Nannie raise the cheerful lay, O bid her haste and come away; In sweetest smiles herself adorn, And add new graces to the morn.

O hark, my love! on ev’ry spray. Each feather’d warbler tunes his lay; ’Tis beauty fires the ravish’d throng, And love inspires the melting song; Then let my raptur’d notes arise, For beauty darts from Nannie’s eyes, And love my rising bosom warms, And fills my soul with sweet alarms.

O come, my love! thy Colin’s lay With rapture calls, O come away! Come, while the Muse this wreath shall twine Around that modest brow of thine.