Thine Am I

1.
Thine am I, my faithful Fair,
Thine my lovely Nancy!
Ev'ry pulse along my veins,
Ev'ry roving fancy!
To thy bosom lay my heart
There to throb and languish.
Tho' despair had wrung its core,
That would heal its anguish.
2.
Take away those rosy lips
Rich with balmy treasure!
Turn away thine eyes of love,
Lest I die with pleasure!
What is life when wanting love?
Night without a morning!
Love the cloudless summer's sun,
Nature gay adorning.

Yours Am I


Yours am I, my faithful Fair,
Yours my lovely Nancy!
Every pulse along my veins,
Every roving fancy!
To your bosom lay my heart
There to throb and languish.
Though despair had wrung its core,
That would heal its anguish.

Take away those rosy lips
Rich with balmy treasure!
Turn away your eyes of love,
Lest I die with pleasure!
What is life when wanting love?
Night without a morning!
Love the cloudless summer's sun,
Nature gay adorning.