Allan Ramsay. [A biography.] - National Library of Scotland
Allan Ramsay. [A biography.] - National Library of Scotland
Allan Ramsay. [A biography.] - National Library of Scotland
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ALLAN RAMSAY 149<br />
To a soup^on <strong>of</strong> diffuseness the poet must, however,<br />
plead guilty— guilty, moreover, because <strong>of</strong> the invincible<br />
temptation to pad out a line now and then ' for crambo's<br />
sake ' when the ideas ran short. <strong>Ramsay</strong> possessed all<br />
the qualities constituting a song -writer <strong>of</strong> great and<br />
varied genius. His work exhibits ease and elasticity<br />
<strong>of</strong> rhythm, liquid smoothness <strong>of</strong> assonance, sympathetic<br />
beauty <strong>of</strong> thought, with subtle skill in wedding sense<br />
to sound. Though his verse lacked the dainty finish<br />
<strong>of</strong> Herrick and Waller, the brilliant facet-like sparkle <strong>of</strong><br />
Carew, Suckhng, and Lovelace, the tender grace <strong>of</strong><br />
Sedley, and the half- cynical, half- regretful, but wholly<br />
piquant epicureanism, <strong>of</strong> Rochester and Denham, yet<br />
<strong>Ramsay</strong> had a charm all his own. Witness the ' Lass<br />
o' Patie's Mill'; is it not entirely sui generis!<br />
'The lass o' Patie's Mill,<br />
So bonny, blythe, and gay,<br />
In spite <strong>of</strong> all my skill,<br />
She stole my heart away.<br />
When tedding <strong>of</strong> the hay,<br />
Bareheaded on the green,<br />
Love midst her locks did play,<br />
And wantoned in her een.<br />
Her arms, white, round, and smooth,<br />
Breasts rising in their dawn,<br />
To age it would give youth<br />
To press 'em with his hand.<br />
Thro' all my spirits ran<br />
An ecstasy <strong>of</strong> bliss<br />
When I such sweetness fan'<br />
Wrapt in a balmy kiss.<br />
Without the help <strong>of</strong> art.<br />
Like flowers that grace the wild,<br />
She did her sweets impart<br />
Whene'er she spoke or smil'd.