by Robert Crawford (flourished 18th century or earlier)

My deary an thou die
Language: English 
Love never more shall give me pain,
My fancy's fix'd on thee;
Nor ever maid my heart shall gain,
My Peggy, if thou die.
Thy beauties did such pleasure give,
Thy love's so true to me.
Without thee I shall never live,
My deary, if thou die.
 
Ye powers that smile on virtuous love,
And in such pleasure share;
You who its faithful flames approve,
With pity view the fair,
Restore my Peggy's wonted charms,
Those charms so dear to me;
Oh! never rob me from those arms:
I'm lost if Peggy die.

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This text was added to the website: 2009-09-02
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Word count: 93