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The works of Allan Ramsay

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The Lass of Peattie's Mill.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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The Lass of Peattie's Mill.

The Lass of Peattie's Mill,
So bonny, blyth and gay,
In spite of all my Skill,
She stole my Heart away.
When tedding of the Hay
Bare-headed on the Green,
Love 'midst her Locks did play,
And wanton'd in her Een.

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Her Arms white, round and smooth,
Breasts rising in their Dawn,
To Age it wou'd give Youth,
To press 'em with his Hand.
Thro' all my Spirits ran
An Extasy of Bliss,
When I such Sweetness fand
Wrapt in a balmy Kiss.
Without the Help of Art,
Like Flowers which Grace the Wild,
She did her Sweets impart,
When e'er she spoke or smil'd.
Her Looks they were so mild,
Free from affected Pride,
She me to Love beguil'd;
I wish'd her for my Bride.
O had I all that Wealth
Hopeton's high Mountains fill,
Insur'd long Life and Health,
And Pleasure at my Will;
I'd promise and fulfill,
That none but bonny She,
The Lass of Peattie's Mill
Shou'd share the same wi' me.
 

Thirty three Miles South west of Edinburgh, where the Right Honourable the Earl of Hopeton's Mines of Gold and Lead are.