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 For the shameing of mysel’ I darna well tell

What at that present time I did feel

For truly modesty ought to be set on high,

Among all young men, and maidens likewise

For temtations are not good, nor yet easily withstood

When they come unto you in a pleasant guise.

But O this day! there’s no man knows

The grivious torment that I have endur’d;

For my melancholy I think will make me die,

My diseases they will not he easily cur’d!

I’ve had many a weary night ay longing for day-light

Tormented with many a vexing dream:

My eyes they are grown blear’d with weeping for I’m fear’d,

That l m driven quite out of all esteem.

For among the pretty handsome young maids,

Who of my daft behaviour do hear,

I’m afraid they will me mock, and cry yonder’ greeting Jock,

O this will be their talk of me I do fear.

But now I’m resolv’d all these fears to disolve,

To leave off this weeping and clear up mine eyes

Some lassie brisk and kind will fix on me her mind

And toward me her affection will rise.

But now I do begin to repent

That I myself so far did expose;

I believe I would been wise to have holden my peace

And not to have made such a pitiful noise: