Unhappy lover, or, Ruined virgin/The answer

THE ANSWER.

CHarming, lovely, beauteous creature,
Cease to languish, grieve and pine,
He must have a savage nature,
⁠that can slight such charms divine;
Although I did seem to be slighting,
⁠It was thy constancy to try,
⁠The only one I do adore,
⁠And will for evermore,
⁠With Sylvia alone I'll live and die.

Hear me ye hills and every valley,
⁠Hear me renew my former vows:
May the Powers above forsake me,
⁠When any other nymph I chuse,
O witness all ye heav'nly Pow'rs,
⁠How I the lovely nymph adore?
⁠I'll ne'er forget thee,
⁠Nor ne'er neglect thee,
⁠Constant I'll prove for evermore.

Ye Gods what mortal can forsake thee,
⁠To admire another fair;
Thy fair beauteous charms are so lovely,
⁠Few with Sylvia can compare:
Swift I will fly to my treasure,
⁠Heav'ns my Sylvia to restore,
⁠None can her excel,
⁠With her I will dwell,
⁠Sylvia I ever must adore.

Charming Sylvia, cease to languish,
⁠Oft the groves must witness be,
Falls of water have complained,
⁠And their sound echo to me:
No longer shall she mourn and languish,
⁠But in sweet wedlock's bonds be join'd,
⁠the Lark and Philomel,
⁠All may rejoice and tell,
⁠How I am blest with such charms divine.