Age and life of man, or, A short description of the nature, rise, and fall, according to the twelve months of the year/Henry's cottage-maid
henry's cottage maid.
AH where ⟨⟩ fly my soul's true love?
Sad I wander this lone grove;
Sighs and tears for him I shed,
Henry is from Laura fled
Thy love to me thou didst impart,
Thy love soon won my virgin heart;
But dearest ⟨⟩ thou'st betray'd
Thy love with thy poor cottage-maid.
Thro' the vale my grief appears,
Sighing ⟨⟩ with pearly tears:
Oft thy image is my theme,
As I wander on thy green:
See from my cheek the colour flies,
And love's sweet hope within me flies;
For oh! dear ⟨⟩ thou'st betray'd
Thy love with ⟨⟩ village-maid
Printed by J. and M. Robertson, Saltmarket, 1805.