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To guard thee, my deary.
from cold, snow and rain:
Then you shall not sit single,
but by a good ingle
My charming young Nancy,
if ye were my ain!
For I’ll work at my calling,
to furnish a dwelling
With every thing needful,
thy life to sustain:
Therefore, my dear jewel,
do not prove cruel;
Consent, my dear Nancy,
and come be my ain.
I will have a garden,
my charming young maiden,
For fresh recreation,
to fright away pain;
To walk in when weary,
to comfort my deary.
My charming young Nancy
if ye were my ain.
I would make true affection
the only direction
for loving my Nancy,
while life doth remain.
