No such music to his ear,
Of thief and fox he has no feir;
Sturdy kent, and colly too
Well defand the tarry woo.
He lives content and ⟨envies none⟩;
Not ev'n a monarch on his ⟨throne⟩
Though he the royal ⟨sceptre⟩ sways,
Has not sweeter holy days.
Who'd be a king, can ony tell
When a shepherd lives so well?
Sings sae weel a d pays his due,
With honest heart and tarry woo.
OH NANNY WILT THOU FLY WITH ME
Oh Nanny, wilt thou fly with me,
nor sigh to leave the charming town,
Can silent glens have charms for thee,
the lowly cot and russet gown?
No larger drest in silken sheen,
no longer deck'd with jewels rare!
Say, canst thou quit the busy scenes
where thou wert fairest of the fair?
O Nanny when thou'rt far awa,
wilt thou not cast a wish behind?
Say, canst thou face the flaky snaw
nor shrink before the warping wind?
O can that saft and gentlest mien
