Fragment,Damon And Sylvia
fragment,—damon and sylvia tuhe tither morn.” yon wandering rill that marks the hill, and glances o'er the brae, sir, slides by a bower, where mony a flower sheds fragran the day, sir; there damon lay, with sylvia gay, to love they thought no crime, sir, the wild birds sang, the ech, while damon's heart beat time, sir.