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JENNY OF ABERDEEN.

When the Sun veil'd his face with the top of the Grampians,
And Nature was clad in her mantle of grey,
By tha side of my Jenny, to breathe the fresh fragrance,
On the Dee's lovely banks I one evening did stray.
For calmness, it streams glided on to the ocean;
On its surface the fishes gay sporting were seen;
There wand'ring retir'd is my highest emotion,
With Jenny the flower of sweet Aberdeen.
With lovely young Jenny,
With ⟨charming⟩ young Jenny,
With Jenny, the flower of sweet Aberdeen.

The scene was delightful, inviting reflection,
And the blackbird's shrill notes, as she sung through the grove.
To the water's still murmurs join'd all in connection,
To raise in my heart the soft feelings of love!
The Miser's cold heart is still bent on its treasure,
And honour is all the ⟨ambitious⟩ esteem;
But I feel the highest of all earthly pleasure
In the arms of young Jenny of sweet Aberdeen.
With lovely, &c.

In spots thus retir'd, where Creation is breathing
The praise of its Maker in sonnets of love,
The joys that I felt in my bosom then heaving,
Were next to the joys that the saints feel above!