The fickle Northern Lass:OR,
The Wronged Shepherds Resolution.
He thought himself the Jolliest of the crew,
Whilst that his Love remained firm and true;
But she false Maid did prove to him disloyal,
And was not constant to abide the Tryal:
which made him to resolve thus in his mind
Never to trust no more to Women-kind.
Tune of, There was a Lass in the North-Country, etc.
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THere was a Lass in the North-Country
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And she had Lovers two or three;
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But she unkindly dealt by one,
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Who had to her great favour shown:Which made him thus for to complain,
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I never will see my Love again:
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For since that she hath changd her mind,
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Ile trust no more to women-kind.
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I gave her Ribbons for to wear,
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And now and then a pair of Gloves,
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But she unkindly dealt by me,
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And gave them to her other Loves:
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But now in the Country will I hie,
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And for to seek a new Victory.
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For since that she hath changd her mind,
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Ile trust no more to women-kind.
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Sometimes she vowd she did me love,
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And I was apt for to believe,
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But all her flattering words did prove,
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No more then baits for to deceive:As I do find it to my pain,
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Therefore Ile never believe again:
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For since that she hath changd her mind.
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Ile trust no more to women-kind.
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As she was fair, had she been true,
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I should have had no cause to rue;
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But she was fickle in her mind,
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Subject to waver with the wind:With each new face that she did see,
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She presently in love would be.
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And since that she hath changd her mind,
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Ile trust no more to women-kind.
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I Must confess that in my eye,
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She was a Pearl I valued high,
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But what is beauty without Grace,
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Or one where Vertue hath no place?Her false alluring smiles, no more
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Shall draw my senses out of door.
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For since that she hath changd her mind,
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Ile trust no more to women-kind.
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I gave her heart, I gave her hand,
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And all I had at her command;
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She could not ask what she would have,
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But presently the same I gave:Yet all my favours provd in vain,
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For she would not requite my pain:
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Then since, etc.
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When I did think her most secure,
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Another did her mind allure;
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And by some crafty wiles she went,
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To undermine my sweet content:So that I now repent the day,
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That ere I cast my Love away.
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For since, etc.
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But now my resolutions such,
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To suffer for my loving much;
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All womens company Ile shun,
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For fear I further be undone:And go where none hath power to know,
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The subject of my grief and woe.
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For since, etc.
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And in some dark and dismal place,
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There will I build my self a Cave,
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And in some low and barren ground,
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Where none but Shepherds can be found:Ile find a place for to bewail
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My sorrows which doth me assail:
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For since, etc.
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Some shady Desart I will chuse,
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Which other Mortals all refuse,
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And on the Trees her Name Ile carve,
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That doth from me so ill deserve;
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That future ages all may know,
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What love to her I once did owe.
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And since, etc.
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The purling streams with me shall mourn,
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And leaves relenting all shall turn;
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The wood-Nymphs who my plaints do hear
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Shall now and then afford a tear:All blaming her for cruelty,
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That brought me to this misery.
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And since, etc.,
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And when my time is drawing nigh,
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I will prepare my self to dye;
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The Robin-Red-Breasts kind will be,
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Perhaps with leaves to cover me:Then to the World ile bid adieu,
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And unto her that provd untrue: For since that she hath changd her mind,
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Young-men beware of Women-kind.
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