English poem
Colin Instructed. 1770
by Anonymous
Young Colin was as stout a boy As ever gave a Maiden joy; But long in vain he told his tale To black-eyed Biddy of the Dale.
Ah why the whining Shepherd cried, Am I alone your smiles denied, I only tell in vain my tale To black-eyed Biddy of the Dale.
True Colin, said the laughing Dame, You only whimper out your flame, Others do more than sigh their tale To black-eyed Biddy of the Dale.