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6 Her beauty oft had pleas’d before,

While her bright eyes did roll,

But virtue only had the power

To charm my very soul.

Then who would cruelly deceive

Or fsomfrom [sic] such beauty part?

I loved her so, I could not leave

The charmer of my heart.

My eager fondness I obeyed,

Resolved she should be mine,

Till Hymen to my arms conveyed

My treasure to divine.

Now happy in my Nelly’s love,

Transporting is my joy;

No greater blessing can I prove,

So blest a man am I.

For beauty may a while retain

The conquer’d, fluttering heart,

But virtue only is the chain,

Holds, never to depart.

LOGAN WATER

O Logan, sweetly did'st thou glide,

That day I was my Willie's bride: