No more the Nymph, with, haughty air, Refufes Willy's kind addrefs; Her yielding blufhes fhew no care, But too much fondnefs to fupprefs. No more the Youth is iullen now, But looks the gayeft on the green, Whilft every day he fpies fome new Surprifing charms in bonny Jean.
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Riches he Jooks on with difdain; glorious fields- of 'war look mean; chearful hound and horn give pain;' If abfent from his bonny jean.
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amrous ga/e,
in fummerjfhort'ned feems;
When funk in downs, with glad ama/e,He 'wonders at her in his dreams.
thoufand tranfports crowd his breaft, All charms difclos'dfhe looks more bright Spartan Queen; 1 nan Troys pri/e as light as fleeting wind, t the Witii breaking day, he 'lift s his fight, His former forrows feem a jeft, NT o>. when his Jenny is turncl kind; And pants to be with bonny Jean.
He moves