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Fair Charmer You shall find.
If I do promise to be Kind,
And you did me believe,
I never can ungrateful prove
Nor you my Dear deceive.
'Tis true in pleasant Groves we walk’d
Many delightsome Hours,
And pretty Tales of Love we talk’d
Amidst the shady Bowers,
You say I left You in great Grief,
And Sorrow to Complain,
But I will soon grant You Relief,
And ease Your Love sick Pain.
Your virgin Heart I’ll ne’er betray,
My Dear, as I'm a Man,
But I will take a special Care,
And do what I can
To heal thy wounded heart my Love
So much I You adore,
And also to You constant prove
My Dear for evermore.
