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My Nanie 's charming, sweet an' young ;
Nae artfu' wiles to win ye, O; May ill befa' the flattering tongue
That wad beguile my Nanie, O. Her face is fair, her heart is true ;
As spotless as she's bonie, O; The op'ning gowan, wat wi' dew,
Nae purer is than Nanie, O. A country lad is my degree,
An' few there be that ken me, O ; But what care I how few they be,
I'm welcome ay to Nanie, O. My riches a's my penny-fee,
An' I maun guide it cannie, O; But warl's gear ne'er troubles me,
My thoughts are a', my Nanie, O. Our auld guidman delights to view
His sheep an' kye thrive bonie, O; But I'm as blythe that hauds his pleugh,
An' has nae care but Nanie, O. Come weel, come woe, I care na by,
I'll tak what Heav'n will sen' me, O; Nae ither care in life have I,
But live, an' love my Nanie, O ! |
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No. 14. True-hearted was he, the sad swain o' the Yarrow,
Tune : Bonie Dundee. True-hearted was he, the sad swain o' the Yarrow,
And fair are the maids on the banks of the Ayr ; But by the sweet side o1 the Nith's winding river
Are lovers as faithful and maidens as fair : To equal young Jessie seek Scotia all over:
To equal young Jessie you seek it in vain ; Grace, beauty, and elegance fetter her lover,
And maidenly modesty fixes the chain. Fresh is the rose in the gay, dewy morning,
And sweet is the lily at evening close; But in the fair presence o' lovely young Jessie
Unseen is the lily, unheeded the rose. Love sits in her smile, a wizard ensnaring;
Enthron'd in her een he delivers his law; And still to her charms she alone is a stranger—
Her modest demeanour's the jewel of a'! |
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