William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. The Book of Georgian Verse. 1909.
The Ewe-Buchtins BonnieLady Grisel Baillie (16651746)
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When our blithe shepherds play on the bog-reed and horn;
While we’re milking, they’re lilting, baith pleasant and clear;
But my heart’s like to break when I think on my dear.
To raise up their flocks o’ sheep soon i’ the morn;
On the bonnie green banks they feed pleasant and free,
But alas, my dear heart, all my sighing’s for thee!