Dear is my little native vale/Oh Nanny wilt thou fly with me

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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 cot and russet gown?
No larger drest in silken sheen,
⁠no longer deck'd with jewels rare!
Say, canst thou quit the busy scenes
⁠where thou wert fairest of the fair?

O Nanny when thou'rt far awa,
⁠wilt 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
⁠never st hardships lears to bear?
Nor, sad regret each courtly scene,
⁠where thou wert fairest of the fair? &c.

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

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

⟨FINIS.⟩