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SONG IV. The poor Prentice.

I am a poor prentice, bound frae all pleasure;
“Fain wad I see my love, if I had leisure.”
Sleeping and waking her image presents me;
O she is my pleasure, and yet she torments me.
Blind Cupid did challenge me in battle to th'field;
I thought nothing of it, and yet I must yield.
And now, as a captive, his bondage I'm under;
Of all my resistance he did me quite plunder.
But, if my dear jewel wad cast away scorn,
And not leave me comfortless, like one forlorn,
The bondage I'm under wad be a full pleasure,
For that my dear Jenny has charms out of measure.
O Phoebe, assist me, by shining most clearly,
When I go to the lass I love so dearly.
By day, as a captive, my master I'm serving;
And sometimes, wanting food, I'm almost starving.
Yet all is a pleasure; I count it a fine life
To gain that fine creature to be my ain wife.
Her beauty and wit, her lips sweet as honey;
When dreaming, I cry out, My love she is bonny!

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I'll rifle her charms yet, when I'm at freedom;
And be to her constant, or fates strike me dumb.
The happiest of creatures I will be surely,
In her arms when I ly snug and securely.