Goldfinch (1)/The Forester's Daughter

The Forester's Daughter.

Jenny has been to the village,
⁠And brought home a present from Harry;
But though her affection he'd pillage,
⁠Blithe Jenny he never shall marry:
For though she has taken, to vex me,
⁠The ribbon he artfully bought her,
She did it in joke to perplex me,
⁠Sweet Jenny, the forester's daughter.

Jenny has been to the gipsy,
⁠Who told her we‘re off, and for ever;
But sure the imposter was tipsy,
⁠As nothing two fond hearts can sever.
For though we have tiff'd, when I meet her,
⁠I’ll prove like a lover I've caught her;
And the making-up kiss will be sweeter,
⁠With Jenny, the forester's daughter.

Jenny has cows half-a-dozen,
⁠And mine are the sheep in the valley;
And though not so rich as her cousin,
⁠She's sweeter in temper than Sally:
And soon, very soon, we shall marry,
⁠Though many more wealthy have sought her;
And then he may whistle, poor Harry!
⁠For Jenny the foresters daughter.