EBBA 34284

National Library of Scotland - Rosebery

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ALLAN WATER:
OR, A
LOVER
IN
CAPTIVITY:
A NEW SONG:
Sung with a pleasant New Air.

ALLAN Water's wide and deep,

and my dear Anny's very bonny;

Wides the Straith that lyes above't,

if't were mine I'de give it all for Anny;

But why, O why should she disdain,

since my Heart's Love to her I carry

Tho I had a Thousand Hearts in one

unshar'd I'de give them all to Anny.

Her Countenance and her black Hair

first captiv'd me, and then like Thunder

She disappear'd and ruin'd me,

and my poor Heart's quite burnt to Tinder,

But why, O why should I dsspair?

for sure the gods to pity will move her.

And send her this Heart of mine,

some cooling Balsom so deliver.

Dear Anny wilt thou look and see,

and sure I am thou'll take compassion

On this poor Heart that mourns for thee,

such love alas is out of fashion,

All Day I wish, all Night I sigh,

and still I hope to find her changed,

But ah, alas all is in vain,

for sure my Ruine is designed,

FINIS.