Lovely Young Jessie

True hearted was he, the sad swain o’ the Yarrow,
And fair are the maids on the banks of the Ayr;
But bythe sweet side o’ the Nith’s winding river,
Are lovers as faithful, and maidens as fair:
To equal young Jessie seek Scotland all over;
To equal young Jessie you seek it in vain,
Grace, beauty, and elegance, fetter her lover,
And maidenly modesty fixes the chain.

O, fresh is the rose in the gay, dewy morning,
And sweet is the lily, at evening close;
Butin the fair presence o’lovely young Jessie,
Unseen is the lily, unheeded the rose.
Love sits in her smile, a wizard ensnaring;
Enthron’d in her eenhe delivers his law:
And still to her charms she alone is a stranger;
Her modest demeanour’s the jewel of a’.