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The Bonny Gray-ey’d Morn; or, Jockie Rouz’d with Love
The bonny Gray-ey’d Morn began for to peep
when Jockie rouz’d with Love came blithly on;
And I who wishing lay depriv’d of sleep,
abhor’d the lazy Hours that flow did run.
But meikle were my Joy’s when in my View
I from the Window spy’d my only Dear ;
I took the Wings of Love and to him flew,
for I had fancy’d all my Heaven was there.
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