Highland Laddie (4)/Nan of Logie Green
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Nan of Logie Green.
By pleasure long infected,Kind heaven, when least expected,My devious path directedto Nan of Logie green;
Where thousand sweets repose ’emIn quiet’s unruffled bosom,I found my peerless blossom,the pride of Logie green.
The city Belle, perchance, ayWill blame my youthful fancy,But she ne’er saw my Nancy,the pride of Logie green.Her cheek the vermeil rose is,Her smile a Heaven discloses,No lily leaf that blows isso fair on Logie green.
Ye town-bred fair forgive me,Your arms must ne’er receive me,Your charms are all, believe me,Eclipsed on Logie green.Forgive my passion tender,Heav’n so much grace did lend her,And made my heart surrenderto Nan of Logie green.
No more the town delights me,Its noisy tumult frights me,I’ll go where love invites me,to Nan of Logie green.My heart shall ne’er deceive her,I ne’er in life shall leave her;In love and peace for everWe’ll live on Logie green.