The Charms Of Lovely Davies（2 / 2）

frae charming, lovely davies.

her smile's a gift frae 'boon the lift,

that maks us mair than princes;

a sceptred hand, a king's command,

is in her darting glances;

the man in arms 'gainst female charms

even he her willing slave is,

he hugs his chain, and owns the reign

of conquering, lovely davies.

my muse, to dream of such a theme,

her feeble powers surrender:

the eagle's gaze alone surveys

the sun's meridian splendour.

i wad in vain essay the strain,

the deed too daring brave is;

i'll drap the lyre, and mute admire

the charms o' lovely davies.