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For the shameing of mysel’ I darna well tell
What at that present time I did feel———
For truly modesty ought to be set on high,
Among all young men, and maidens likewise
For temtations are not good, nor yet easily withstood
When they come unto you in a pleasant guise.
But O this day! there’s no man knows
The grivious torment that I have endur’d;
For my melancholy I think will make me die,
My diseases they will not he easily cur’d!
I’ve had many a weary night ay longing for day-light
Tormented with many a vexing dream:
My eyes they are grown blear’d with weeping for I’m fear’d,
That l m driven quite out of all esteem.
For among the pretty handsome young maids,
Who of my daft behaviour do hear,
I’m afraid they will me mock, and cry yonder’ greeting Jock,
O this will be their talk of me I do fear.
But now I’m resolv’d all these fears to disolve,
To leave off this weeping and clear up mine eyes
Some lassie brisk and kind will fix on me her mind
And toward me her affection will rise.
But now I do begin to repent
That I myself so far did expose;
I believe I would been wise to have holden my peace
