Shady grove/Shady grove

THE SHADY GROVE:

OR THE

DISTRESSED LOVER.

DOWN by yon shady grove,
One day I chanc'd to rove,
Where the fields and the meadows look gay
⁠I spy'd a lovely maid
⁠She has my heart betray'd,
And she's caus'd me a while for to stay.

⁠Her cheeks they're like the rose,
⁠Her eyes are black as sloes,
Her skin is far whiter than snow,
⁠She is a lovely maid,
⁠She has my heart betray'd,
And more of her heart I will know.

⁠I said my own sweetheart,
⁠My jewel that thou art,
I have set my affection on thee,
⁠Thou set my heart on fire,
⁠It's all that I desire,
My true love in constancy to be.

⁠It is for you alone,
⁠That here I sigh and moan,
For true love will never decay,
⁠Sweetheart you know my mind,
⁠I hope you will prove kind,
Though my dwelling lies far away.

⁠There is some of your friends,
⁠They think I have no means,
They hate me because I am poor,
⁠If I had great store of coin,
⁠All your friends would me join,
They would make up all matters therefore.

⁠Like David and his Clan,
⁠Banish'd from his native land,
Like Lazarus I am hated too,
⁠Which causes me to weep,
⁠Every night when I should sleep;
my darling still thinking on you