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6 SCOTS SONGS,
My Nelly ! my fair, I come ; O mv love I
No pow'r (hall thee tear again from my arms,
And, Nelly ! no more thy fond mepherd reprove,
Who knows thy fair worth, and adores all thy
charms.
She heard ; and new joy {hot' thro' her (oft frame,
And will you, my Love ! be true ? ftie replied i
And live I to meet my fond mepherd the fame ?
Or dream I that Sandy will make me his bride?
O Nelly ! I live to find thee Hill kind ;
Still true to thy fwain, and lovely as true r
Then, adieu to all fbrrow ; what foul is Co blind^
As not to live happy for ever with you ?
O
Same Tune.
H 2 how could I venture to love one like thee,
And you not defpife a poor eonquell like me \
On lords, thy admirers, could look with difdain,
And knew I was nothing, yet pity'd my pain?
You faid, while they teaz'd you with nonienie and
drefs,
When real the pafllon, the vanity's lefs ;
You faw through that (ilence which others defpife.,
And, while beaux were a-talking, read love in my
eyes.
O ! how (hall I fold thee, and kifs all thy charms,
'Till fainting with pleafure, I die in your arms;
Thro' all the wild rranfports of ecltafy toll,
'Till finking together, together we're loft!
Oh ! where is the maid that, like thee, ne'er can
cjo.V,
Whole wit does envlven each dull paufeof joy;
And when the fhort raptures are all at an end s
From beautiful miftrefs turns ie liable friend . ?