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THE SEASON OF LOVE.
Bright Sol is return'd the winter is o'er,
His all-chearing beams do nature restore,
The cowslip and daisy the ⟨violet⟩ and rose,
Each garden each orchard does fragrance disclose;
The birds chearful notes are heard in each grove,
All nature confesses the season of love
The Nymphs and the Shepherds come tripping amain.
All hasten to join in the sports of the plain;
Our rural diversions are free from all guile,
The face that is honest securely can smile;
The heart that is sincere in affection may prove
All nature s mild force in the season of love.
O come then Philander, with Sylvia away,
Our friends that expect us accuse our delay;
Let s haste to the village the sports to begin;
I ll strive for my Shepherd the gaaland to win,
But see his approach whom my heart does approve!
Who makes ev ry hour the season of love.
F I N I S
Falkirk—T. Johnston, Printers
1817.
