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OWN by a grove I rov’d for my fancy,

with sweet music attending on me,

There I saw Phillis and beautiful Nancy,

as they sat reading of their destiny;

Crying, alas ! what shall I ly under,

for to find out a true hearted swain,

What sorrow & troubles my poor heart lies under,

true love I find is a tormenting pain.

Don't you remember the promise you made me,

that you’d be constant and true unto me,

You promis’d to marry and never deceive me,

yet ye daily increase my misery;

Every night when I ought to be sleeping,

tears trickle down me like showers of rain,

My fond heart would break if ’twas not for weeping,

true love I find is a tormenting pain.

I with little Cupid would grant me one favour,

for to let one of his own arrows fly.

Into the bossom of my loving creature,

that she may feel it as well as I;

That she may feel it in every feature,

that she may feel it in every vein,

Will marry me, follow me, and carry me over,

send me safe home to my charmer again.

Come my brave boys, now let us be drinking,

never let sorrow oppress your minds,

We’ll drink a good health to the lads that’s airy,

another good health to the girl that’s kind;

So here’s a good health to false hearted Nancy,

likewise to her ever true hearted swain,

We’ll sing & be jovial, & dance while we’re able,

for true love I find is a tormenting pain.