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[O Anna, thou fairest an' dearest]

O Anna, thou fairest an' dearest,
My blessing upon thee befa',
Though thy charms, to my heart ever nearest,
Hae banished sweet comfort awa.
Thy smile, like a sunny beam breaking,
Bids hope through my soul brightly shine;
But, Anna, reflection awaking,
Aft whispers, thou wiltna be mine!
It is na thy raven locks waving,
It is na the blink o' thy ee,
It is na thy bosom saft heaving,
That steals ilka pleasure frae me.
Thy mind's fairer beauties appearing,
Admiring, enraptured, I see;
These, these my poor bosom are tearing,
An' make me doat fondly on thee.

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O Anna, if love, ne'er beguiling,
Regard an' thy friendship can gain,
Dispel then my grief wi' thy smiling,
An' let me e'en ca' thee my ain.
Without thee, each moment I measure,
How dreary, how lifeless, an' lang!
But wi' thee, O welcome each pleasure,
An' fareweel each anguishing pang!