a health to ane i loe dear

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,