Louden's bonny woods and braes (1819, Edinburgh)/Content

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My days they roll pleasant and fair,My nights from uneasiness free;My mind's not distracted by care,No charms has ambition for me.With joy I salute the bright sun,When he shines in the eastern sky; ​Nor grieve when his race he has run;—Then who so contented as I?
My love she is gentle and kind,And vows she‘lt for ever prove true;An angel in person and mind—In truth she is rivall'd by few.While innocence smiles in my home,And love gives a charm to each joy,From my humble roof‘d cot I‘ll ne‘er roam;—Then who so contented as I?


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