The Amorous Gallant.
Who had a Mistris lovely, fair and kind,
She gave him all things to content his mind;
But he unkind, when he had done his pleasure,
Would have forsaken this beloved treasure:
But by her charms, to Wife she made him take her,
And now he swears he never will forsake her.
To a pleasant new Tune called, Jenny's delight.
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HOw bonny and brisk, how pleasant and sweet,
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were Jenny and I when my passion was strong
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So eagerly each others flames we did meet,
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that a Minutes delay did appear to be long,
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The vows that I made her, she seal'd with a kiss,
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Till my soul I had lost in a rapture of bliss.
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I vow'd and I thought I should ever have lov'd,
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where beauty and kindness together I found,
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So sweetly she look'd, and so sweetly she mov'd,
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that I fancied new strength with my joys to abound
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For the pleasures I gave she did doubly requite,
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By finding out ever new ways to delight.
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But when that enjoyment had put out my fire,
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my strength was decay'd and my passion was done,
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So pall'd was my fancy, and so tame my desire,
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that I from the Nimph very fain would have gone.
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Oh Jenny said I you have lov'd me in vain,
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For beauty enjoyed turns love to disdain.
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But when she perceiv'd that my flames were expir'd,
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and I for a while was quite dead with delight,
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She never left kissing till my heart she had fir'd,
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while I had not the power to depart from her sight
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My Dearest quoth she you quickly are cloi'd,
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So soon for to leave what you sweetly enjoy'd.
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Such pretty kind words and her languishing eyes,
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did tempt me again to encourage my flame,
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Those charming imbraces my thoughts did surprize,
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they caus'd me with panting to Die in the same.
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But the Death was so sweet, and so easie my pain,
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Sweet Jenny said I let me Die once again.
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As thus we sat dallying on the Bank-side,
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our loves overwhelm'd with a passionate joy,
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Unfortunate we by a friend were espi'd,
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his presence with fear did our blessings destroy:
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Oh Jenny said I we are undone by this Man,
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Let's flie from this danger out of sight if we can.
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The pretty sweet Nimph with fear all amaz'd,
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stood affrighted, yet her sences she soon did regain,
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But smitten with love on sweet Jenny he gaz'd,
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and beg'd on his knees that she there would remain,
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Oh let not my presence disturb you for I,
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If that you forsake me with love I shall Die.
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Oh let me but kiss that white hand and I'le swear,
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by the powers above that i'le never discover,
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Let not your best friend your presence forbear,
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for I like himself am a desperate Lover:
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But give him your hand and let's frolick all three,
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My humour with his and with yours doth agree.
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His vow being made then Jenny reply[']d;
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if that you our shame and my blushes conceal;
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For I have been faulty it can't be deny'd,
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but pray don't our secret folly reveal:
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Then let us be merry since the danger is past,
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I am not the first nor I shall not be the last.
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Then merrily, merrily, let's take our way,
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where Hymen shall tye us in Marriage secure,
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And that we be fruitly he'l heartily pray,
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my constancy to thee shall ever endure.
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And though I have transgress'd before I was thy wife;
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Yet i'le be thy sweet Jenny all days of my life.
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