by Allan Ramsay (1686 - 1758)
The lass of Patie's mill
Language: English
The lass of Patie's mill, So bonny, blythe and gay, in spite of all my skill, Has stole my heart away. When tedding' of the hay Bare-headed on the green, Love 'midst her locks did play, And wanton'd in her een. Without the help of art, Like flow'rs that grace the wild, She did her sweets impart, Whene'er she spoke or smil'd. Her looks they were so mild, Free from affected pride, She me to love beguil'd; I wish'd her for my bride. O had I all the wealth Hopeton's high mountains fill, Insur'd long life and health, And pleasure at my will; I'd promise and fulfil, That none but bonny she, The lass of Patie's mill, Should share the same wi' me.
tedding = spreading
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Authorship:
- by Allan Ramsay (1686 - 1758) [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by (Franz) Joseph Haydn (1732 - 1809), "The lass of Patie's mill", Hob. XXXIa:160, JHW XXXII/3 no. 172. [text verified 1 time]
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This text was added to the website: 2008-06-08
Line count: 24
Word count: 123