THE CHARMS of MELODY, SONG 102

My Nancy quits the rural train, A camp distress to prove; All other ill she can sustain, But living from her love. But, dearest, tho' your soldier's there, Will not your spirits fail, To mark the hardships you must share, Dear Nancy of the dale?

Or should your love each danger scorn, Ah! how shall I secure Your health, 'midst toils which you were born To sooth, but not endure? A thousand perils I mnst view, A thousand ills assail, Nor must I tremble e'en for you, Dear Nancy of the dale.