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I. LOVE : PERSONAL |
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No. 87. Wilt thou be my dearie? |
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Wilt thou be my dearie? When sorrow wrings thy gentle heart,
O, wilt thou let me cheer thee? By the treasure of my soul—
That's the love I bear thee— I swear and vow that only thou
Shall ever be my dearie ! Only thou, I swear and vow,
Shall ever be my dearie.
Lassie, say thou lo'es me, Or, if thou wilt na be my ain,
Say na thou'lt refuse me! If it winna, canna be,
Thou for thine may choose me, Let me, lassie, quickly die,
Trusting that thou lo'es me ! Lassie, let me quickly die,
Trusting that thou lo'es me! |
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No. 88. Why, why tell thy lover.
Tune : Caledonian Hunt's delight (see No. 123). |
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Why, why tell thy lover Bliss he never must enjoy?
Why, why undeceive him,
And give all his hopes the lie? |
O, why, while Fancy, raptur'd, slumbers,
1 Chloris, Chloris,' all the theme ; Why, why wouldst thou, cruel,
Wake thy lover from his dream ? |
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