Welcome Charlie o'er the main/Oh Nancy Wilt Thou Fly With Me

OH NANNY WILT THOU FLY WITH ME.

Oh Nanny, wilt thou fly with me,
⁠nor sigh to leave the charming town,
Can silent glens have charms for thee,
⁠the lowly cote and russet gown.
No longer drest in silken sheen,
⁠no longer deck'd with jewels rare?
Say, canst thou quit the busy scene,
⁠where thou wert fairest of the fair.
⁠⁠Where thou art fairest, where thou art fairest
⁠⁠⁠where thou wert fairest of the fair.

Oh Nanny when thou'rt far awa,
⁠do thou not cast a wish behind?
Say, canst thou face the flaky snaw,
⁠nor shrink before the warping wind,
O can that saft and gentlest mien,
⁠severest hardships learn to bear,
Nor, sad regret each courtly scene,

⁠were thou wert fairest of the fair.

O Nanny can'st thou love so true,
⁠thro‘ perils keen wi' me to gae,
Or when thy swain mishap shall rue,
⁠to share wi‘ him the pangs o‘ wae.
And when invading pains befal,
⁠wilt thou assume the nurse's care;
Nor wishful, those gay scenes recal,
⁠where thou wert fairest of the fair.

And when, at last, thy love shall die,
⁠wilt thou receive his parting breath,
Wilt thou repress each struggling sigh,
⁠and cheer with smiles the bed of death.
And wilt thou o’er his much lov’d clay,
⁠strew flowers, and drop the the tender tear,
Nor then regret those scenes so gay,
⁠where thou wert fairest of the fair.