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To nymphs, whom years had wiser made,
I told the tender things he said,
And of his sad complaint,
Full well the tender things they knew,
For they like me had heard them too,
Nor wonder'd what they meant, etc.
I told the tender things he said,
And of his sad complaint,
Full well the tender things they knew,
For they like me had heard them too,
Nor wonder'd what they meant, etc.
They answer'd love had touch'd my heart,
That Damon, by his sex's art,
Might cause me to repent,
And that I should desire the swain,
To tell me, when we meet again,
if he to wed me meant, etc.
That Damon, by his sex's art,
Might cause me to repent,
And that I should desire the swain,
To tell me, when we meet again,
if he to wed me meant, etc.
Rejoic'd such good advice to find,
I tript to let him know my mind,
Across the mead intent,
I told him, did he not design
With me in Hymen's bands to join?
I wonder'd what he meant, etc.
I tript to let him know my mind,
Across the mead intent,
I told him, did he not design
With me in Hymen's bands to join?
I wonder'd what he meant, etc.
The youth, whose love was aw'd with fear,
Grew raptur'd such sweet sounds to hear,
Straight to the church we went;
How wise we all by marriage grow,
Tho' foolish once, yet now I know,
I know what Damon meant, etc.
Grew raptur'd such sweet sounds to hear,
Straight to the church we went;
How wise we all by marriage grow,
Tho' foolish once, yet now I know,
I know what Damon meant, etc.
BONNY CHARLEY.
O dearly do I love to rove
among the fields of barley,
'Twas there that Charley told his love,
the brithe, the winsome Charley;
among the fields of barley,
'Twas there that Charley told his love,
the brithe, the winsome Charley;
