Young Cupid is with me wherever I…

Young Cupid is with me wherever I go— He plagues me, and teazes, and vexes me so— To shun the young urchin I fly to the grove, But soon at my elbow I find little love: I meet with young Strephon, the pride of the plain; His smiles for a moment can banish all pain; Then Cupid, to teaze me, is sure to repeat— The smiles of your Jamie are ten times more sweet,

T'other day, when reclining in Strephon's gay bow'r, And charm'd with the fragrance of each blooming flow'r; The vi'let, the lily, the sweetest that blows, He had twin'd with young myrtle, the woodbine, and rose; I forgot the young tyrant, and own'd to the swain, That this fragrant spot was the pride of the plain; But Cupid stept forward, and cried—' 'Tis a cheat; The breath of your Jamie is ten times more sweet.

Quite angry, at last, I cried—'Let me alone: I have sense, and have ears, and have eyes of my own; Your blindness and folly will lead me astray, While Prudence to Strephon's gay bow'r leads the way.' Provok'd by my answer, he presently flew, And brought my dear Jamie quite full in my view; Instructed by love, he knelt down at my feet, And the vows of my Jamie are true as they're sweet.

Now Strephon in vain may exert all his pow'rs; With Jamie, contented, I'll shun the gay bow'r; In a cottage more humble, contented to dwell, With him I am happy, tho' humble my cell, To revenge me on Cupid for all my past pain, I'll bind the young rogue in a sweet rosy chain; I'll cut off his wings, and tie lead to his feet, For with Love and my Jamie my joys are complete.