Constant swain/Blind cupid

BLIND CUPID

BLIND Cupid for ever,
I defy thy both quiver:
Neither do I regard thy long bow,
⁠Nor arrow shall prick me,
⁠Nor woman out-wit me,
I am free from all sorrow and woe.

⁠If Jenny had been loyal
⁠I had ne'er stood the trial,
Of any girl but her in life,
⁠I oftentimes told her,
⁠Which made her the bolder,
'Twas on purpose to make her my wife.

⁠But the jade being wanton,
⁠She must needs play the whore,
So eagerly that was her fame,
⁠Then I solemnly swore,
⁠I would love her no more.
But laugh at her folly and shame.

⁠But blest be the hour,
⁠That first gave her power
Of Cupid, that little blind boy,
⁠Though I cannot deny,
⁠Sometimes by the bye.
All the pleasures of love I enjoy’d.