Robert Burns, 1793
Husband, husband, cease your strife,|
Nor longer idly rave, Sir;
Tho' I am your wedded wife
Yet I am not your slave, Sir.
One of two must still obey,
Is it Man or Woman, say,
My spouse Nancy?
2. If 'tis still the lordly word,
3. My poor heart, then break it must,|
My last hour I am near it:
When you lay me in the dust,
Think how you will bear it.
I will hope and trust in Heaven,
Strength to bear it will be given,
My spouse Nancy.
4. Well, Sir, from the silent dead,
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