SONG. THE SHEPHERD AND HIS DOG ROVER
1
ROVER, awake! the grey Cock crows!
Come, shake your coat and go with me!
High in the East the green Hill glows;
And glory crowns our shelt’ring Tree.
The Sheep expect us at the fold: 5
RURAL TALES, BALLADS AND SONGS (1802)
NANCY. A SONG
1
YOU ask me, dear Nancy, what makes me presume
That you cherish a secret affection for me?
When we see the Flow’rs bud, don’t we look for the Bloom?
Then, sweetest, attend, while I answer to thee.
2
RURAL TALES, BALLADS AND SONGS (1802)
ROSY HANNAH. A SONG
1
A SPRING o’erhung with many a flow’r,
The grey sand dancing in its bed,
Embank’d beneath a Hawthorn bower,
Sent forth its waters near my head:
A rosy Lass approach’d my view; 5
I caught her blue eye’s modest beam:
RURAL TALES, BALLADS AND SONGS (1802)
ON HEARING OF THE TRANSLATION OF THE FARMER’S BOY INTO LATIN; By the Rev Mr C———
HEY Giles! in what new garb art dress’d?
For Lads like you methinks a bold one;
I’m glad to see thee so caresst;
But, hark ye!—don’t despise your old one.
RURAL TALES, BALLADS AND SONGS (1802)
A WORD TO TWO YOUNG LADIES
WHEN tender Rose-trees first receive
On half-expanded Leaves, the Shower;
Hope’s gayest pictures we believe,
And anxious watch each coming flower.
2
Then, if beneath the genial Sun 5
RURAL TALES, BALLADS AND SONGS (1802)
SONG FOR A HIGHLAND DROVER RETURNING FROM ENGLAND
(1)
[First published as ‘Song, for a Highland Drover, returning from England’ in The Monthly
Mirror, 12 (September 1801), 195–96.]
Mirror, 12 (September 1801), 195–96.]
RURAL TALES, BALLADS AND SONGS (1802)
THE FRENCH MARINER: A BALLAD
1
AN Old French Mariner am I,
Whom Time hath render’d poor and gray;
Hear, conquering Britons, ere I die,
What anguish prompts me thus to say.
2
RURAL TALES, BALLADS AND SONGS (1802)
DOLLY. A BALLAD
‘Ingenuous trust, and confidence of Love.’
RURAL TALES, BALLADS AND SONGS (1802)
THE FAKENHAM GHOST. A BALLAD
1
The Lawns were dry in Euston Park;
(Here Truth