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 For the ſhepherd's boy beguiled me,

folding my daddy’s ewes. All maids, &c.

If you your virgin honours keep,

eſteeming of them dear;

You need not then to wail and weep,

or your parents’ anger fear.

As l have ſaid, of them beware

would glory in your woes;

You then may ſing with merry cheer,

milking your daddy’s ewes. All maids, &c.

A young man hearing her complain,

did pity this her caſe,

Saying to her, Sweet beauteous ſaint,

I grieve ſo fair a face

Should ſorrow ſuch, then my ſweeting,

to eaſe thee of thy woes,

I'll go with thee to the ſouth country,

to milk thy daddy’s ewes. All maids, &c.

Then modeſtly ſhe did reply,

might I ſo happy be.

Of you to find a huſband kind,

and for to marry me;

Then to you, I will during life,

continue conſtant ſtill;

And be a true obedient wife,

obſerving a' your will. All maids, &c.

Leander like, I will remain

ſtill conſtant to thee ever,

As Pyramus or Troilus

till death our lives ſhall ſever.