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 4 I stood a while, and did admire. To see a nymph so stately ; So brisk an air there did appear. In a country-maid so neatly : Such nat’ral sweetness she display’d, Like a like in a bogie ; Diana’s self was ne’er array’d Like this same Katharine Ogie.

Thou flow’r of females, beauty’s queen Whosees thee sure must prize thee; Though thou art drest in robes but mean, Yet they cannot disguise thee ; Thy handsome air and graceful look, Far excels any clownish rogie ; Thou’rt match for laird, orlord, orduke. My charming Katharine Ogie.

O were I but a shepherd swain ! To feed my flocks beside thee, At boughting time to leave the plain, In milking to abide thee ; I’d think myself a happier man, With Kate, my club, and dogie, Than he that hugs his thousands ten| Had I but Katharine Ogie.