A shepherd loved a nymph so fair

A shepherd loved a nymph so fair

And thus his passion did declare

For thou dear maid I long in vain have sighed

Nor venture to complain

Oh now consent to ease my pain.

Oh could I gain thy tender heart

With joy again no more to part.

With thee I tread the daisied mead

To view the herds and flocks at feed

And home at eve thy footsteps lead

With blushing sweetness then the maid

His honest Passion briefly paid

I long dear youth thy love have know

Thy every tender kindness shown

Then take my hand my heart's you own.