a health to ane i loe dear
chorus—here's a health to ane i loe dear,
here's a health to ane i loe dear
thou art sweet as the smile when fond lovers meet,
and soft as their parting tear—jessy.
altho' thou maun never be mine,
altho' even hope is denied
'tis sweeter for thee despairing,
than ought in the world beside—jessy.
here's a health, c.
i mourn thro' the gay, gaudy day,
as hopeless i muse on thy charm
ut wele the dream o' sweet slumber,
for then i am lockt in thine arms—jessy.
here's a health, c.
i guess by the dear angel smile,
i guess by the love-rolling e'e
ut why urge the tender fession,
'gainst fortune's fell, cruel decree?—jessy.
here's a health, c.
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