The Languishing SWAIN
made Happy: Or, The Kind Return of his Clorinda.
To an Excellent New Tune. Licensed according to Order.
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HAppy's the Man that's free from Love,
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He'll range the Woods and shady Grove:
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Happy's the Man that's free from Love,
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He'll range the Woods and shady Grove;
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He'll neither mind the great nor small,
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But a good Condition is best of all:
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He'll neither mind the great nor small,
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But a good Condition is best of all.
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My only care was how to keep:
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From cruel Woolves my harmless Sheep:
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My only care was how to keep
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From cruel Woolves my harmless Sheep:
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Although from Woolves my Sheep I kept,
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None could my Heart from Love protect:
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Although from Woolves my Sheep I kept,
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None could my Heart from Love protect.
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There's ne'r a Nymph upon the Plain,
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That lov'd like me poor harmless Swain:
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There's ne'r a Nymph upon the Plain,
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That lov'd like me poor harmless Swain:
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But this I find unto my cost,
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He that lov'd best must suffer most:
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But this I find unto my cost,
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He that loves best, must suffer most.
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DEarest Clorinda, why so Coy;
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Thou art my Life, my Love and Joy
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Dearest Clorinda, why so Coy,
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Thou art my Life, my Love and Joy:
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But this I find unto my cost,
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He that loves best, must suffer most.
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But this I find unto my cost,
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He that loves best, must suffer most.
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O then she smil'd, and to him said,
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I know thou canst not hurt a Maid:
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O then she smil'd, and to him said,
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I know thou canst not hurt a Maid:
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My coyness was but for to try
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Your Faithfulness and Constancy.
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Dearest Aminta now have done,
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'Tis thou alone my heart has won;
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Dearest Aminta now have done,
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'Tis thou alone my heart has won:
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'Twas but to try thy Constancy,
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But now we both shall happy be:
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'Twas but to try thy Constancy,
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But now we both shalt happy be.
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My Love at first I did complain,
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Fearing that you would me disdain:
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My Love, at first I did complain;
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Fearing that you would me disdain:
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But now, blest be the Powers above,
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I do enjoy my Dearest Love:
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But now, blest be the Powers above,
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I do enjoy my Dearest Love.
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Within this pleasing shady Grove,
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Together we'll discourse of Love:
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Within this pleasing shady Grove,
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Together, we'll Discourse of Love:
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And now we will enjoy the Bliss,
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Which is true Lovers Happiness:
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And now we will enjoy the Bliss,
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Which is true Lovers Happiness.
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FINIS.
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