I. Thine Am I, My Faithful Fair, Thine, My Lovely Nancy; Ev'Ry Pulse Along My Veins, Ev'Ry Roving Fancy. Ii. To Thy Bosom Lay My Heart, There To Throb And Languish: Tho' Despair Had Wrung Its Core, That Would Heal Its Anguish. Iii. Take Away Those Rosy Lips, Rich With Balmy Treasure: Turn Away Thine Eyes Of Love, Lest I Die With Pleasure. Iv. What Is Life When Wanting Love? Night Without A Morning: Love'S The Cloudless Summer Sun, Nature Gay Adorning.