EBBA 31388
British Library - Roxburghe
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An excellent new
PLAY-HOUSE SONG,
Calld
The bonny Grey-Eyd Morn
Or
Jockey Rousd with Love.
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THe bonny grey Eyd morn began to peep,
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When Jockey rousd with Love came blithly on
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And I who wishing lay deprivd of sleep,
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Abhord the lazy hours that slow did run.
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But muckle were my joy when in my view,
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I from the window spyd my only dear.
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I took the wings of love; and to to him flew,
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Or I had fancyd all my Heavn was there.
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Upon my bosom Jocky laid his head
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And sighing told me pretty tales of Love
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My yeilding Heart at every word he said,
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Did flutter up and down and strangely move:
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He sighing kissd my Hand and vowd and swore
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That I had ore his Heart a Conquest gaind,
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Then blushing beg that I would grant him more
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Which he alas too soon, too soon obtaind
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Not that I do repent I did comply
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But this I needs must own, my yeilding Heart
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Was quickly overcome by Jockys Eye
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Which gave a deeper wound then Cupids dart,
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His Cheeks were Cherry red his Lips the same
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His Tongue so many Charms could still express
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That ery word he said did raise new Flame
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And kindled, kindled Fire in my breast.
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My Jocky does a thousand ways beside
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Express himself in tender love to me,
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With arms about waist he sighing cryd
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Oh give me thy consent or Ise mun dee:
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Then with a gentle Kiss does beg again
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That his poor wounded Heart I would but cure
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Not thinking that I felt his love sick pain,
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For I alas was his, was his before.
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And now I could no longer hide my Pain,
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But let my dearest Jocky know my Heart,
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Oh how he hugd me in his arms again,
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And every Kiss he gave did ease my Smart,
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Then vowing ore and ore betwixt each Kiss
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He constant would remain while life did last,
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Now tell me lovers, wheres the hurt of this,
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For to enjoy when that the Knots tyd fast.
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