Berkshire lady, or, Batchelors of every statioh (sic)/A New Song
A NEW SONG.
YOUR charms to ruin led the way,
My ſence depriv'd
My ſtrength enſlav'd;
As I did love you betray:
How great's the curſe, how hard anyfate,
To paſs life's ſea with ſuch a mate,