Colin and Grisy parting, pp.83-84.

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To the Tune of, Woe’s my heart that we should sunder

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WIth broken words, and down-cast eyes, 

Poor Colin spoke his passion tender; 

And parting with his Grisy, crys, 

Ah! woe’s my heart that we should sunder. 

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To others I am cold as snow, 

But kindle with thine eyes like tinder: 

From thee with pain I’m forc’d to go; 

It breaks my heart that we should sunder. 

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Chain’d to thy charms, I cannot range, 

No beauty new my love shall hinder, 

Nor Time nor place shall ever change 

My vows, tho’ we’re oblig’d to sunder. 

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The image of thy graceful air, 

And beauties which invites our wonder, 

Thy lively wit, and prudence rare, 

Shall still be present, tho’ we sunder. 

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Dear nymph, believe thy swain in this, 

You’ll ne’er engage a heart that’s kinder; 

Then seal a promise with a kiss, 

Always to love me, tho’ we sunder. 

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Ye Gods, take care of my dear lass, 

That as I leave her I may find her: 

When that blest time shall come to pass, 

We’ll meet again, and never sunder. 

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