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THE BERKSHIRE LADY.
PART I
BATCHLORS of every ſtation.
Mark and hear this true relation,
Which in truth to you I bring,
Never was a ſtranger thing
You ſhall find it worth the hearing,
Loyal love is moſt enduring,
When it takes the deepest root,
Yielding gold and charms to boot,
Some wid wed for ſtore of treaſure,
But the ſweeteſt joy and pleaſure,
Is in faithfull love you'll find,
Graced with a faithful mind.
Such a noble diſpoſitian,
Had this Lady with ſubmiſſion,
Of whom I this ſonnet write,
Store of wealth and beauty bright
She was left by a good G an'am,
Full five thouſand pounds per annum,
Which ſhe hold without controul,
Thus ſhe did in riches roll.
Tho' ſhe had vaſt ſtore of riches,
Which fome perſons much bewiſhes,
Yet ſhe bore a virtuous mind
Not the leaſt to pride inclin'd
Many noble perſons courted,
This young lady 'tis reported,
But their (illegible text) in vain,
