University of Virginia Library

AIR by Mrs. CARGILL.

I

In my pleasant native plains,
Wing'd with bliss each moment flew;
Nature there inspir'd the strains,
Simple as the joys I knew;
Jocund Morn and Evening gay
Claim'd the merry Roundelay.

II

Fields and flocks, and fragrant flow'rs,
All that health and joy impart;
Call'd for artless Music's pow'rs,
Faithful ecchoes to the heart!
Happy hours for ever gay
Claim'd the merry Roundelay.

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III

But the breath of genial Spring
Wak'd the warblers of the grove;
Who, sweet birds, that heard you sing,
Wou'd not join the song of love?
Your sweet notes and chauntings gay
Claim'd the merry Roundelay.