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 I chanc'd to meet a pretty maid, She shin'd, though it was foggy; I aſk'd her name, Sweet Sir, she said, My name is Katharine Ogie.

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 sweetnefs she display'd, like a lily in a boggie; Diana's self was ne'er array'd like this same Katharine Ogie.

Thou flow'r of females, beauty's queen, who sees thee, sure must prize thee; Though thou art dress'd in robes but mean, yet these cannot disguise thee; Thy handsome air, and graceful look, far excels any clownish rogie; Thou'rt match for laird, or lord, or duke; my charming Katharine Ogie.

O were I but some shepherd swain! to feed my flock beside thee, At bughting time to leave the plain , in milking time 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.

Then I'd defpise th' imperial throne, and statemen's dangerous stations: I'd be no king, I' d wear no crown