Chorus-Here's a health to ane I loe dear,
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.
Here's a health, &c.
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.
Here's a health, &c.
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.
Here's a health, &c.
Song-a Health To Ane I Loe Dear
Robert Burns
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Poem topics: angel, dream, hope, never, world, tender, tear, soft, mourn, Valentine's Day, fortune, chorus, thine, slumber, love, smile, I love you, sweet, guess, dear, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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