the a i, y faithful fair
tune—“the aker&039;s wife”
the a i, y faithful fair,
the, y lovely nancy;
ev&039;ry pulse along y ves,
ev&039;ry rovg fancy
to thy bo y y heart,
there to throb and nguish;
tho&039; despair had wrung its re,
that would heal its anguish
take away those rosy lips,
rich with baly treasure;
turn away the eyes of love,
lest i die with pleasure!
what is life when wantg love?
night without a orng:
love&039;s the cloudless sur sun,
nature gay adorng
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