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3 (At Inversneyde, upon Loch Lomond.)

Highland Girl, a very shower

Of beauty is thy earthly dower!

Twice seven consenting years have shed

Their utmost bounty on thy head:

And these gray Rocks; this household Lawn;

These Trees, a veil just half withdrawn;

This fall of water, that doth make

A murmur near the silent Lake;

This little Bay, a quiet Road

That holds in shelter thy Abode;

In truth together ye do seem

Like something fashioned in a dream;

Such Forms as from their covert peep

When earthly cares are laid asleep!