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So brisk an air there did appear,
In a country-maid so neatly;
Such nat'ral sweetness she display'd,
Like a lilie in a boggie;
Diana's self was ne'er array'd;
Like this same Katharine Ogie.
In a country-maid so neatly;
Such nat'ral sweetness she display'd,
Like a lilie in a boggie;
Diana's self was ne'er array'd;
Like this same Katharine Ogie.
Thou flower of females, Beauty's queen,
Who sees thee sure must prize thee;
Tho' thou art drest in robes but mean,
Yet these cannot disguise thee;
Thy handsome air and graceful look,
Far excels my clownish rogie;
Thou'rt match for laird, or lord, or duke
My charming Katharine Ogie
Who sees thee sure must prize thee;
Tho' thou art drest in robes but mean,
Yet these cannot disguise thee;
Thy handsome air and graceful look,
Far excels my clownish rogie;
Thou'rt match for laird, or lord, or duke
My charming Katharine Ogie
O were I but some shepherd swain!
To feed my flock beside thee,
At boughting time to leave the plain,
In milking to abide thee;
I'd think myself a happier man,
With Kate, my club, and dogie,
Than he that hugs his thousands ten,
Had I but Katharine Ogie.
To feed my flock beside thee,
At boughting time to leave the plain,
In milking to abide thee;
I'd think myself a happier man,
With Kate, my club, and dogie,
Than he that hugs his thousands ten,
Had I but Katharine Ogie.
Then I'd despise the imperial throne
And statesmen's dangerous stations
And statesmen's dangerous stations
