The Linnet (1819, Falkirk)/The Lass of Richmond Hill

by Anonymous

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THE LASS OF RICHMOND HILL.

 

On Richmond-hill there lives a lass,more bright than May-day morn.Whose charms all other maids surpass,a rose without a thorn.

This lass so neat, with smiles so sweet,has won my right good-will:I'd crowns resign to call thee mine,sweet Lass of Richmond-hill.

Ye zephyrs gay that fan the air,and wanton thro' the grove,Oh! whisper to my charming fair;I die for her in love.

How happy will the shepherd be,who calls this nymph his own!Oh! may her choice be fix'd on me,mine's fix'd on her alone.

 

Divider from 'The Linnet', a chapbook printed in Falkirk in 1819