A Health To Ane I Loe Dear

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Robert Burns, 1796

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|: Here's a health to ane I loe dear, :|
Thou art sweet as the smile
When fond lovers meet,
And soft as their parting tear-Jessy.

Altho' thou maun never be mine,
Altho' even hope is denied;
'Tis sweeter for thee despairing,
Than ought in the world beside-Jessy.
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2. I mourn thro' the gay, gaudy day,
As hopeless I muse on thy charms;
But welcome the dream o' sweet slumber,
For then I am lockt in thine arms-Jessy.
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3. I guess by the dear angel smile,
I guess by the love-rolling e'e;
But why urge the tender confession,
'Gainst Fortune's fell, cruel decree?-Jessy.
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