Six new songs (1)/The Savoyard Boy

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The Savoyard Boy

A FAVOURITE SONG.

I came from a land far away,
⁠My parents to keep me were poor
To pleaſe you I ſing and I play
⁠Yet a living can ſcarcely procures
About ſad and hungry I go,
⁠Though ſmiling, as if 'twere with joy,
Then a trifle in pity beſtow,
⁠To relieve a poor Savoyard boy.

when round me the children I ſee
⁠So careleſs and happy appear,
I ſigh while they liſten to me,
⁠And oft as I ſigh drop a tear!
I cannot help thinking that they
⁠Can fly to their parents with joy,
While mine, they are far, far away,
⁠Then relieve a poor Savoyard boy.

Should I return to that land far away,
⁠My poor helpleſs parents to ſee,
With me, they for ever would pray
⁠For the kindneſs you laviſhed on me.
Oh had I the means to repay
Their kindneſs, I would then with joy
Then turn not in pity away,
⁠But relieve a poor Savoyard boy.

FINIS.