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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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[To Mr. Jo. Kerr of King's College, Aberdeen]
  
  
  
  
  
  
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[To Mr. Jo. Kerr of King's College, Aberdeen]

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[c. 1721]

Sir Your Epistle came to Hand
and trouth I tak it kind
when men wha numbers understand
sae frankly tell their mind
well Likes a poet to be praisd
by Learnd & worthy men
Sae by your Lays I'm higher Raisd
than those of other Ten
Since tis weel kend that lang or now
you've pleast the nicest tast
By what ye sing if ye mean true
my Muse is Doubly Gract
weell Bee't sae then Now tent me Ker
nor my reqwest refuse
O! to the Beautys Donian fair
dear Lad make my excuse
For Rowtining Clyd and fleechyng Tweed
and siller Breasted Tay
had got possession of my head
and dang out don & spay

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Nae farrer north my muse did Rove
when she sang oer the plaid
Then throw the Green Glantanar grove
wher Jove Imbracd the maid
that Lovely Lass wha now apears
before Sols rearing sighing Beams
was Born and past her Infant years
by Dona's silver streams
she promp to't by ane Inate Love
each for their Birth place have
she as annither Boon frae Jove
this Benison did crave
That virgins Born on Don or Dee
shoud be the Beautyous Bost
of hight or plain within ilk sea
that shields Brittanias Coast
Besides to them she does impart
to wear and Dy and spin maist fine
the plaid nae mair Minerva's art
but of fair Iris thine
Dear Donian Nymphs cease to Reflect
My fault I frankly own
have for a penetent respect
wha canna bear your frown
ah Smile upon me & I'll sing
your smiles ye sweetest fair
your Beautys throw the warld shall ring
till warlds shall be nae mair

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farewell my Friend god Grant Ye health
and Easyness of Mind
possest of these ye want nae wealth
and Hea[v]n to you is Kind
Say may kind heavn proptious prove
and grant what ere ye Crave
An[d] him a Corner in your Love
who is your humble slave