I look down on a' the town, — That I look down upon a crown. My Peggy smiles sae kindly, It makes me blyth and bauld; And naething gi'es me sic delight As wauking of the fauld. My Peggy sings sae saftly, When on my pipe I play, By a' the rest it is... The gentle shepherd. To which is prefixed a mem. of the author - Page xxviii by Allan Ramsay - 1808 Full view -
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