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ng posed augt

tune—“i had a horse, i had nae air”

now westl ds and sught&039;rg guns

brg autun&039;s pleasant weather;

the oorck sprgs on whirrg gs

aang the bloog heather:

now wavg gra, wide o&039;er the p,

delights the weary farr;

and the oon shes bright, when i rove at night,

to e upon y charr

the partrid loves the fruitful fells,

the plover loves the ountas;

the woodck haunts the lonely dells,

the arg hern the fountas:

thro&039; lofty groves the chat roves,

the path of an to shun it;

the hazel bh o&039;erhangs the thrh,

the spreadg thorn the l

th ev&039;ry kd their pleasure fd,

the sava and the tender;

cial jo, and leagues be,

litary wander:

avaunt, away! the cruel sway,

tyrannic an&039;s doion;

the sportsan&039;s joy, the urd&039;rg cry,

the ftt&039;rg, gory pion!

but, peggy dear, the ev&039;ng&039;s clear,

thick flies the skig swallow,

the sky is be, the fields view,

all fadg-green and yellow:

e let stray our gd way,

and view the chars of nature;

the rtlg rn, the fruited thorn,

and ev&039;ry happy creature

we&039;ll ntly walk, and sweetly talk,

till the silent oon she clearly;

i&039;ll grasp thy waist, and, fondly prest,

swear how i love thee dearly:

not vernal show&039;rs to buddg flow&039;rs,

not autun to the farr,

dear can be as thou to ,

y fair, y lovely charr!

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