S —Y P B（1 / 1）

ng—young peggy bloos

tune—“loch eroch-side”

young peggy bloos our boniest ss,

her bsh is like the orng,

the rosy dawn, the sprgg grass,

with early s adorng

her eyes outshe the radiant beas

that gild the passg shower,

and glitter o&039;er the crystal streas,

and cheer each fresh&039;ng flower

her lips, ore than the cherries bright,

a richer dye has graced the;

they char th&039; adirg gazer&039;s sight,

and sweetly tept to taste the;

her sile is as the eveng ild,

when feather&039;d pairs are urtg,

and little bks wanton wild,

pyful bands disportg

were fortune lovely peggy&039;s foe,

such sweetness would relent her;

as bloog sprg unbends the brow

of surly, sava ter

detraction&039;s eye no ai can ga,

her ng pow&039;rs to lessen;

and fretful envy grs va

the poin&039;d tooth to fasten

ye pow&039;rs of honour, love, and truth,

fro ev&039;ry ill defend her!

spire the highly-favour&039;d youth

the desties tend her:

still fan the sweet nnubial f

responsive each bo;

and bless the dear parental na

with any a filial blos