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The works of Allan Ramsay

edited by Burns Martin ... and John W. Oliver [... and Alexander M. Kinghorn ... and Alexander Law]

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There's my Thumb I'll ne'er beguile Thee.
  
  
  
  
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There's my Thumb I'll ne'er beguile Thee.

My sweetest May, let Love incline thee
T'accept a Heart which he designs thee,
And as your constant Slave regard it,
Syne for its Faithfulness reward it;
'Tis Proof a-shot to Birth or Money,
But yields to what is sweet and bonny:
Receive it then with a Kiss and a Smily,
There's my Thumb it will ne'er beguile ye.

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How tempting sweet these Lips of thine are!
Thy Bosom white, and Legs sae fine are,
That when in Pools I see thee clean 'em,
They carry away my Heart between 'em.
I wish, and I wish, while it gaes duntin,
O gin I had thee on a Mountain;
Tho' Kith and Kin, and a' shou'd revile thee,
There's my Thumb I'll ne'er beguile thee.
Alane through flow'ry Hows I dander,
Tenting my Flocks, lest they shou'd wander;
Gin thou'll gae alang, I'll dawt thee gaylie,
And gi'e my Thumb I'll ne'er beguile thee.
O my dear Lassie, it is but Daffin
To had thy Woer up ay niff naffin:
That Na, na, na, I hate it most vilely;
O say, Yes, and I'll ne'er beguile thee.