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A PASTORAL COME DT.
Sir Will. Whrsht! doubtfu' carle, tar e'er the sun
Has driven twice down to the sea,
What I have {aid, ye shall see done
In part, or nae mair credit me.
Claud. Well, be'tlae,friend, I mail say naithingmair,
But 1 havetwa sonsy lasses young and fair,
Plump ripe for men: I wish ye cou'd roresee
Sic fortunes for them might bring joy to me.
Sir Will, Nae mair through secrets can liist,
'Till darkness black the bent,
I have butanes a day that gist j
Sae rest a while content,
Symon. Elspa, cast on the claith, setch but some meat_;
And, of your besl, gar this auld stranger eat.
Sir Will. Delay a while*your hos pitable care,
I'd rather enjoy this evening calm and fair
Around yon ruin'd tower, to fetch a walk
With you, kind friend, to have some private talk.
Symon. Soon as you please I'll answer your desire—-.
And, Gland, you'iltak your pipe belide the fire;
We'll but gae rou8u the place, and soon be back,
Syne sup together, and tak your pint, and crack.
Gland. I'Uout a space, and see the young anes play,
My heart's still light, abeit my locks be gray. [Exeunt*
SCENE III.
Prologue.
jenny pretends an errand hame,
Young Roger draps the reft,
To vohifper out his melting ssame.,
And thovj his hjjle's breaft.
Behind a hujh, well hidjrae sight they meet,
See J enny's laughing, Roger's like to greet.
Poor Shepherdl
ROGER WJENNY.
S.&ger.s^ E A R senny y I wad speak t'ye wad ye let,
±Jr And yet I ergh ye'r ay sae scornfn' set.
Jenny. And what wad Roger hy, if he cou'd speak} s
Am I oblig'dto gness what ye'r toseek ?
Kozer. Yes, yemayguess, right eithsor what I greins
Bakh by my servke, sighs^. and langing eeiu.
And
Sir Will. Whrsht! doubtfu' carle, tar e'er the sun
Has driven twice down to the sea,
What I have {aid, ye shall see done
In part, or nae mair credit me.
Claud. Well, be'tlae,friend, I mail say naithingmair,
But 1 havetwa sonsy lasses young and fair,
Plump ripe for men: I wish ye cou'd roresee
Sic fortunes for them might bring joy to me.
Sir Will, Nae mair through secrets can liist,
'Till darkness black the bent,
I have butanes a day that gist j
Sae rest a while content,
Symon. Elspa, cast on the claith, setch but some meat_;
And, of your besl, gar this auld stranger eat.
Sir Will. Delay a while*your hos pitable care,
I'd rather enjoy this evening calm and fair
Around yon ruin'd tower, to fetch a walk
With you, kind friend, to have some private talk.
Symon. Soon as you please I'll answer your desire—-.
And, Gland, you'iltak your pipe belide the fire;
We'll but gae rou8u the place, and soon be back,
Syne sup together, and tak your pint, and crack.
Gland. I'Uout a space, and see the young anes play,
My heart's still light, abeit my locks be gray. [Exeunt*
SCENE III.
Prologue.
jenny pretends an errand hame,
Young Roger draps the reft,
To vohifper out his melting ssame.,
And thovj his hjjle's breaft.
Behind a hujh, well hidjrae sight they meet,
See J enny's laughing, Roger's like to greet.
Poor Shepherdl
ROGER WJENNY.
S.&ger.s^ E A R senny y I wad speak t'ye wad ye let,
±Jr And yet I ergh ye'r ay sae scornfn' set.
Jenny. And what wad Roger hy, if he cou'd speak} s
Am I oblig'dto gness what ye'r toseek ?
Kozer. Yes, yemayguess, right eithsor what I greins
Bakh by my servke, sighs^. and langing eeiu.
And