My Peggys Face Lyrics

My Peggys Face lyrics

My Peggy's Face
(Robert Burns)
My Peggy's face, my Peggy's form
The frost of hermit age might warm.
My Peggy's worth, my Peggy's mind
Might charm the first of human kind.
I love my Peggy's angel air,
Her face so truly heavenly fair,
Her native grace so void of art:
But I adore my Peggy's heart.
The lily's hue, the rose's dye,
The
kindling lustre of an eye-
Who but owns their magic sway ?
Who but
knows they all decay ?
The tender thrill, the pitying tear,
The
generous purpose, nobly dear,
The gentle look that rage disarms-
These are all immortal charms.
tune: My Peggy's face (181)
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