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But ah! unhappy maiden,
that love you ne'er ſhall ſee!
Ye I love my love becauſe I know
my love loves me.
MY NANNY O.
BEHIND yon hill where S(illegible text)ar flows,
'mang muir and miſſe mony O,
The wintry ſun the day had clos'd
and I'll awa' to Nanny O.
The whiſtling wind blew loud and ſhrill,
the night's baith mirk and rainy O;
But I'll get my plaid, and cut I'll ſteal,
and o'er the hill to Nanny O
My Nanny's charming, ſweet and young,
nae artful wiles to win ye O;
May all befa' the flattering tongue
that wad beguile my Nanny O.
Her face is fair, her heart is true,
as ſpotleſs at ſhe's bonny O :
The opening gowan. wet wi' dew,
nae purer is than Nanny O.
A country lad is my degree,
and few lay be that ken me O;
But what care I how few they be,
I'm welcome to my Nanny O.
