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When maukin bucks, at early f—ks, In dewy glens are seen, sir, When birds on boughs tak aff their m—ws, Amang the leaves sae green, sir, Latona's son looks liquorish on Dame Nature's grand impetus, Till his p—t—e rise, then westward flies, To f—k old Madame Thetis.

Yon wandering rill, that marks the hill, And glances o'er the brae, sir, Slides by a bower, where mony a flower Sheds fragrance on the day, sir. There Damon lay with Silvia gay, To love they thought nae crime, sir, The wild birds sang, the echoes rang, While Damon's a—e beat time, sir.