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Cowe the Nettle Early.
AIR—“Whistle o'er the Lave o't.”


Wandering through the woods in spring,
Thus a weel kent voice did sing,
“Wither’d age nae joys can bring,
      I’ll cowe the nettle early.
”

“Wha for walth wad ane that’s auld
In their youthfu’ arms enfauld?
O they’re gruesome, rough, an’ cauld.
      I'll cowe the nettle early.
”

“When in love we’re mim an’ meek,
Unco shy an’ laith to speak,
But the blush that tints our cheek,
      Says cowe the nettle early.
”

Thus my lassie to hersel’'
Liltin’ made my bosom swell;
Rin an’ ring the parish bell,
      We’ll cowe the nettle early.

I’ve been warm’d with ruddy wine—
Dreamt of calling riches mine,
There
’s a pleasure more divine,
      I'll cowe the nettle early.






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