The Distracted Maidens Lamentation for aer true Love Billy.
L'Ast New-Years Day as I was walking
Into Bedlam did chance to call
Where I beheld a pretty Maiden
Who for her true Love did will
Make haste and bring my Billy to me
Ye Gods of Love pray take my Part
G cruel Parents thus to grieve me
Alas did You but feel the smart.
As I poor Maiden here do suffer
For the Man I do anore;
Sure he does not love another
Or chuse for the lake of Store.
Oh prithee Cupid, Why so cruel,
Huve You got one Dart to spose
To pierce the Heart of my dear Jewel
Oh I wish I had him here.
But hold, methinks I see him coming
Don't You see him in yonder Cloud
With a Train of Damosels round him
Oh how they do my Billy crowd.
Come let me go, I’ll fly unto him
And embrace him in my Arms:
Oh Father how can You refuse him
Sure he has ten thousand Charms.
His Balmy Lips how I could kiss them
Much sweeter than the Cherry Red
