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Thomas Humphry Ward, ed.  The English Poets.  1880–1918.
Vol. III. The Eighteenth Century: Addison to Blake
Extracts from The Tea-Table Miscellany: Through the Wood, Laddie
By Allan Ramsay (1686–1758)
O SANDY, why leaves thou thy Nelly to mourn?
    Thy presence would ease me
    When naething could please me,
Now dowie 1 I sigh on the bank of the burn,
Ere through the wood, laddie, until thou return.        5
Though woods now are bonny, and mornings are clear,
    While lavrocks are singing
    And primroses springing,
Yet nane of them pleases my eye or my ear,
When through the wood, laddie, ye dinna appear.        10
That I am forsaken some spare no to tell;
    I ’m fashed wi’ their scorning
    Baith evening and morning;
Their jeering aft gaes to my heart wi’ a knell,
When through the wood, laddie, I wander mysel’.        15
Then stay, my dear Sandie, nae langer away,
    But quick as an arrow,
    Haste here to thy marrow, 2
Wha ’s living in languor till that happy day,
When through the wood, laddie, we ’ll dance, sing, and play.        20
Note 1. melancholy. [back]
Note 2. sweetheart. [back]

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