Song, pp.140-141.

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To the Tune of, I’ll never leave thee

– 

ONE day I heard Mary say, 

How shall I leave thee? 

Stay, dearest Adonis, stay, 

Why wilt thou grieve me. 

Alas! my fond heart will break, 

If thou should leave me. 

I’ll live and die for thy sake; 

Yet never leave thee. 

– 

Say, lovely Adonis, say, 

Has Mary deceived thee? 

Did e’er her young heart betray 

New love, that has griev’d thee; 

My constant mind ne’er shall stray, 

Thou may believe me. 

I’ll love the lad night and day, 

And never leave thee. 

– 

Adonis, my charming youth, 

What can relieve thee? 

Can Mary thy anguish sooth? 

This breast shall receive thee. 

My passion can ne’er decay, 

Never deceive thee: 

Delight shall drive pain away, 

Pleasure revive thee. 

– 

But leave thee leave thee, lad, 

How shall I leave thee? 

O! that thought makes me sad, 

I’ll never leave thee. 

Where would my Adonis fly? 

Why does he grieve me? 

Alas! my poor heart will die, 

If I should leave thee. 

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