COLIN AND PHOEBE



Well, well, dearest Phoebe, and why in such haste?

Through the fields and meadows all day I have chased.

In search of the fair one who doth me disdain.

And who will reward me?

And who will reward me for all my past pain.



Go, go, boldest Colin, how dare you be seen

With a burden like me and not scarcely sixteen?

To be seen with the fair one, I am so afraid

That the world will soon call me

That the world will soon call me: no longer a maid.



Never mind what the world say for it all proves a lie

We are not alone there's a couple hard by

Let them judge of our actions, be you cheerful, my dear

For no harm is intended

For no harm is intended to my Phoebe I swear.

Say, say, boldest Colin, and say what you will

You may swear, lie and flatter, and prove your best skill

And before I will be conquered, I will let you to know

That I will die a virgin

That I will die a virgin, so I pray let me go



Come, come, dearest Phoebe, such thoughts I now have

I come here to see if tomorrow you'd wed

But since you so slighted me, I will bid you adieu

And will go seek some other girl

And will go seek some other girl more kinder than you



Stay, stay, dearest Colin, just one moment stay

I will venture to wed if you mean what you say

Let tomorrow first come love, and in church you will find

that the girl you thought cruel

that the girl you thought cruel will always prove kind.



@love @courtship

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