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This charming Miss Katty was oft in the way:
One day in love’s passion she to him say.
My dear cousin Grigor I’ve something to tell,
Which now from my bossom this day I reveal.
You know that with courters I’m plagu’d to the heart.
But you are the object that makes me to smart;
If you can but love me, dear cousin ! said she,
I’m happy for ever, and therefore be free.
Then said he, dear Katty, I’m all in a stun,
I suppose your intentions are nothing but fun;
For had I a subject to balance with you,
I’d count myself happy, your suit I might true.
O ! said she, dear Grigor, I’m no way in jest,
And if you deny me. then death’s my request;
You know the substance and wealth that l have,
’Tis enough to uphold us all gallant and brave.
I know that my parents for more riches are bent.
But a few years by nature will make them extinet;
To which time my Grigor, I do make this vow.
That I never will marry another but you.
O then he consented, and flew to her arms.
And said, my dear Katty, I’m kill’d by your charms
But if your parents this fond love should know,
They soon would carve out our sad overthrow.
Of that, my dear Grigor, be silent I pray.
This night we will part, and will meet the next day
Under the broad oak, by the cave in the glen,
Where more of my mind unto you I’ll explain.
