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 :Was now, poor Maiden, taught! And rul'd with boundless sway The rustic tyrant of his day.

had giv'n inconstant
 * Ten pounds, to buy her wedding geer

And now, 'tis said, tho' somewhat late,
 * He thought his bargain rather dear.

For, Lo! The day before the pair Had fix'd, the marriage chain to wear, A gang, a wand'ring set, In a lone wood young met. All round him press with canting tale, And, in a jargon, well design'd To cheat the unsuspecting mind,
 * His list'ning ears assail.

Some promis'd riches; others swore
 * He should, by women, be ador'd;