English poem
THE American Mock-Bird, OR SONGSTER's DELIGHT, SONG CCLIX
by Anonymous
Gentle Winds that fan the Sea, And wave the fragant Bow'r, Bear hence thy Sighs and haste to me, The Swain whom I adore. In vain fair Flora spreads her Charms. O'er ev'ry Hill and Vale, While absent from my longing Arms, Is Roger of the Dale,
Let Wanton Nymphs and Swains employ, In sensual Love their Days. While I my Darling Youth enjoy, In Virtue's smiling Rays, Take all the false Delights of Courts, Each glittering Beau and Belle, Give me with harmless rural Sports, My Roger of the Dale,
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