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But I will wander thro’ vallies and groves,
Be witneſs Heaven, how falſe is my love!
And ſtill I must love him do all that I can,
I muſt be a ſlave to this perjured man.

Rich jewels and treaſure ſhe did provide,
Saying, Now I will wander whatever betide!
And if my troubled heart does find any reſt,
To live in a cottage I’d think myſelf bleſt.

So then from her parents away ſhe did go,
Poor ſoul with a heart full of ſorrow and wo,
Thro’ loneſome fields and woods ſhe did hie,
Then ſhe a ſmall cottage at length did eſpy.

It was a poor ſhepherd that in it did dwell,
Seeing the lady sit down near his cell.
He welcom’d her in, and ſaid, ſweet lady fair,
Pray what cruel fortune has driven you here?

Then into his cottage the lady did go,
His wife unto her great kindneſs did ſhow
When ſhe with the ſhepherd ſometime had been,
Her riches and jewels ſhe gave unto them,

And ſaid, O this matter ⟨let⟩ no one know;
And to keep the ſheep in the vallies I’ll go,
The Wandering Shepherdeſs you can me call,
Unfortunate love is the cauſe of fall.

A rich ſuit of green embroider’d ware,
With a garland of flow’rs had this lady fair,
To ſhade of the ſun from her beauty clear,
To her ſheep in the vallies ſhe did repair.