[Tea-Table Miscellany Contents]
SAndy in Edinburgh was born,
As blyth a lad as e’er gade thence:
Betty did Stafford-shire adorn
With all that’s lovely to the sense.
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Had Sandy still remain’d at hame
He had not blinkt on Betty’s smile;
For why he caught the gentle flame
On this side Tweed full many a mile.
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She like the fragrant violet
Still flourish’d in her native mead:
He like the stream improving yet
The further from his fountain-head.
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The stream must now no further stray;
A fountain fixt by Venus’ power
In his clear bosom, to display
The beauties of his bord’ring flower.
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When gracious Anna did unite
Two jarring nations into one,
She bade them mutually unite,
And make each other’s good their own.
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Henceforth let each returning year
The rose and thistle bear one stem:
The thistle be the rose’s spear,
The rose the thistle’s diadem.
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The queen of Britain’s high decree
The queen of love is bound to keep;
Anna the sovereign of the sea,
Venus the daughter of the deep.
– New Words by Different Hands.
