My Spouse Nancy
My Spouse Nancy | |
Robert Burns, 1793
| Husband, husband, cease your strife, Nor longer idly rave, Sir; Tho' I am your wedded wife Yet I am not your slave, Sir. One of two must still obey, Nancy, Nancy; Is it Man or Woman, say, My spouse Nancy?
2. If 'tis still the lordly word, | 3. My poor heart, then break it must, My last hour I am near it: When you lay me in the dust, Think how you will bear it. I will hope and trust in Heaven, Nancy, Nancy; Strength to bear it will be given, My spouse Nancy.
4. Well, Sir, from the silent dead, |