The Wandring Maiden:
Or, True Love at length United.
She search'd the Hills and Mountains round
in grief and discontent,
At length her dearest Love she found,
for whom she did lament:
Then all her tears, and sighs, and fears,
was turned into bliss,
And in his arms, a thousand charms,
she sealed with a kiss.
To an excellent new Tune.
Entred according to Order.
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Over hills and high mountains
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long time have I gone,
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Ah! and down by the fountains,
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by myself all alone:
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Through bushes and briers,
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being void of all care,
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Through perils and dangers,
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for the loss of my dear.
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I am forced and droven
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unconstant to prove,
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I am forced and droven
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away from my love,
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I am forced and droven
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from him quite away,
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By reason I am bound, love,
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and needs must obey.
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Through the shade will I wander,
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I can do no less,
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For the grief I lye under
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no one can express:
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Neither terror nor danger,
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I ever will fear,
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For I will be a ranger
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to find out my dear.
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I'll go to some desert
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and mourn for my dear,
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And a bunsh of green willows
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I vow for to wear:
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And instead of love's token,
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myself I'll maintain,
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I'll go to some desert,
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and I may come again.
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For true love is a tryal,
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beyond all compare,
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And without all denial
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my life will ensnare;
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He is gone and doth leave me
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in much discontent,
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For his absence doth grieve me,
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in tears I lament.
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Sure if I cannot find him,
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I well may agree,
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That the fates have design'd him
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my ruin to be:
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Ah! sweet Cupid befriend me,
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and grant my desire,
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Or kind Death now come end me,
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that I may expire.
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Then her tears they were flowing,
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down from her fair eyes,
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But her love little knowing
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her sorrowful cries;
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Yet at length when he heared,
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how she did lament,
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He then quickly appeared,
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to her hearts content.
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The Mann's Reply.
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My dear love cease thy weeping,
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now listen to me,
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For waking and sleeping,
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my heart is with thee;
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My love let nothing grieve thee,
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dear do not complain,
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For I never will leave thee,
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while life doth remain.
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Then these lovers embraced
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in each others arms.
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Their affections was placed
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in sweet loving charms:
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Thus they both was united,
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and free from annoy,
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Ah! and she is delighted,
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with her only Joy.
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Then her trouble was ended,
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her grief did expel,
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She in love was befriended,
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and then all was well;
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For in him such a blessing,
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at length she hath found,
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That beyond all expressing,
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her joys did abound.
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