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arthur sullivan - mary morison lyrics

o mary, at thy window be!
it is the wish’d the trysted hour
those smiles and glances let me see
that makes the miser’s treasure poor
how blythely wad i bide the stoure
a weary slave frae sun to sun
could i the rich reward secure ++
the lovely mary morison!

yestreen, when to the trembling string
the dance gaed thro the lighted ha’
to thee my fancy took its wing
i sat, but neither heard or saw:
tho’ this was fair, and that was braw
and yon the toast of a’ the town
i sigh’d, and said amang them a’ ++
“yе are na mary morison!”
o, mary, canst thou wreck his peacе
wha for thy sake wad gladly die?
or canst thou break that heart of his
whase only faut is loving thee?
if love for love thou wilt na gie
at least be pity to me shown:
a thought ungentle canna be
the thought o’ mary morison
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