1.
Where, braving angry winter's storms,
The lofty Ochils rise,
Far in their shade my Peggy's charms
First blest my wondering eyes:
As one who by some savage stream
A lonely gem surveys,
Astonish'd doubly, marks it beam
With art's most polish'd blaze.
2.
Blest be the wild, sequester'd glade,
And blest the day and hour,
Where Peggy's charms I first survey'd,
When first I felt their pow'r!
The tyrant Death with grim control
May seize my fleeting breath,
But tearing Peggy from my soul
Must be a stronger death.

Where, braving angry winter's storms,
The lofty Ochils (hills) rise,
Far in their shade my Peggy's charms
First blessed my wondering eyes:
As one who by some savage stream
A lonely gem surveys,
Astonished doubly, marks it beam
With art's most polished blaze.

Blest be the wild, sequestered glade,
And blessed the day and hour,
Where Peggy's charms I first surveyed,
When first I felt their power!
The tyrant Death with grim control
May seize my fleeting breath,
But tearing Peggy from my soul
Must be a stronger death.