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TO A HIGHLAND GIRL. (At Inversneyde, upon Loch Lomond.)
Sweet Highland Girl, a very shower
Of beauty is thy earthly dower!
Twice seven consenting years have shed
Their utmost bounty on thy head:
And these gray Rocks; this household Lawn;
These Trees, a veil just half withdrawn;
This fall of water, that doth make
A murmur near the silent Lake;
This little Bay, a quiet Road
That holds in shelter thy Abode;
In truth together ye do seem Like something fashioned in a dream;Such Forms as from their covert peep When earthly cares are laid asleep!
Yet, dream and vision as thou art,
With earnest feeling I shall pray