THE
Two Entire Lovers:
OR, THE
Young-Man and Maids Care and Grief Crown'd with
Joy and Comfort
To an Excellent New Ayre.
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1.
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I Lov'd you dearly once 'tis true,
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but now thanks Heaven I am free;
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So as my Love was scorn'd by you,
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so yours is now by me:
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In vain do you expose your Charms,
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my Heart for to surprize,
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Which was the cause of all my Harms,
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but now I can withstand your Eyes.
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2.
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My Heart was ready for to break,
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and you'd no Comfort yield,
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And so faint, and dare not speak,
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since you had won the Field:
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You once so fickle was,
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I am now the same to thee;
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Therefore thou art out of Mind,
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and now I am set free.
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3.
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When first I did behold your Face,
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it did my Heart invite;
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I so fond and foolish was,
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but now am alter'd quite:
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How can I thee adore,
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that proved so untrue?
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No, no, I ne'er can love thee more,
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therefore farewell to you.
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4.
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Did I not oftentimes entreat,
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thy Favour to obtain,
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And often bow'd low to your Feet,
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yet this was all in vain;
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You delight to torture me,
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who was your Captive Slave,
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But thanks to Jove, I now am free,
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and can your Frowns out-brave.
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5.
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Forbear I pray, your Cruelty,
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and do not me revile;
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For what I said then unto thee,
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but to try a while
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Whether you was false or true,
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I kept off for a time;
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Unconstant I'll ne'er be to you,
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pray pardon me this Crime.
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6.
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My Love, let not thy Anger burn,
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salute thy Nymph I pray,
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And I a thousand will return,
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that Kindness to repay;
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In my Arms I'll thee receive,
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my true and loyal Swain,
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Thou never shalt have cause to grieve,
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nor in the least complain.
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7.
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'Tis thou alone that hath my Heart,
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and my Affection too,
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And why should Loyal Lovers part,
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our Sorrows to renew?
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Thy Smiles my Grief will destroy,
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and I shall happy be.
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But if I can't my Love enjoy
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Oh let me dye! said she.
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8.
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The young Man's Heart did soon relent,
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to hear the Moan she made,
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He like a Loyal Lover went,
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unto the Nymph, and said,
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By the mighty Powers above,
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I'll pardon what is past,
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And vow likewise to live in Love,
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as long as Life should last.
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