THE CHARMS of MELODY, SONG 110

How bles has my time been! what days have I known, Since wedlock's fost bondage made Jessy my own! So joyful my heart is, so easy my chain, That freedom is tasteless, and roving a pain, That freedom, &c.

Through walks grown with woodbines, as often we stray, Around us our boys and girls frolic and play; How pleasing their sport is, the wanton ones see, And borrow their looks form my jessy and me: And borrow, &c.

To try her sweet temper oft' times am I seen In revels all day with the nymphs of the green; Tho' painful my absence, my doubts she beguiles, And meets me at night with compliance and smiles; And meets, &c.

What though on her cheeks the rose loses its hue, Her case and good-humour bloom all the year thro': Time still, as he flies, adds increase to her truth, And gives to her mind what he steals from her youth, And gives, &c.

Ye shepherds so gay, who make love to ensnare. And cheat with false vows the too credulous fair, In search of true pleasure, how vainly you roam! To hold it for life, you must find it at home, To hold it. &c.