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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