The Fickle Northern Lass; OR, The Wronged Shepherds Resolution. He thought himself the jolliest of the crew Whilst that his love remained firm and true; But she false Maid did prove to him disloyal, And was not constant to abide the Trial: Which made him to resolve thus in his mind, Never to trust n● more to women kind. Tune of, There was in Lass in the North Country, etc. There was a Lass in the North Country, and she had lovers two or three, But she unkindly dealt by one, who had to her great favour shown: Which made him thus for to complain, I never will see love again: For since that she hath changed her mind, I'll trust no more to women kind. I gave her Ribbons for to wear, and now and then a pair of gloves, But she unkindly dealt by me, and gave them to her other loves; But now in the Country will I hie, And for to seek a new victory. For since that she hath changed her mind, I'll trust no more to women kind. Sometimes she vowed she did me love, and I was apt for to believe, But all her flattering words did prove, no more than baits for to deceive: As I do And it to my pain, Therefore i'll never believe again, for since that she hath changed her mind, I'll trust no more to women kind. As she was fair, had she been true, I should a had no cause to sue: But she was fickle in her mind, subject to waver with the wind: With each new face that she did see, She presently in love would be. And since that she hath changed her mind, I'll trust no more to women kind. I Must confess that in my eye, She was a Pearl, I valued high; But what is beauty without grace, Or one where virtue hath no place; Her false alluring smiles no more, Shall draw my senses out of door. For since that she hath changed her mind, I'll trust no more to women kind. I gave her heart, I gave her hand, And all I had at her command, She could not ask what she would have, But presently the same I gave; Yet all my favours proved in vain, For she would not require my pain; Then since, etc. When I did think her most secure, Another did her mind allure; And by some crafty wiles she went, To undermine my sweet content; So that I now repent the day, That e'er I cast my love away. For since, etc. But now my resolution's such, To suffer for my loving much; All women's company I'll shun, For fear I further be undone; And go where none hath power to know, The subject of my grief and woe: for since, etc. And in some dark and dismal place, There will I build myself a Cave. And in some low and barren ground, Where none but Shepherds can be found, I'll find a place for to be wait, By sorrows which doth me assail: for since, etc. Some shady desert I will choose, Which other mortals all refuse, And on the Trees her name I'll carve, That doth from me so ill deserve; That future ages all may know, What love to her I once did owe; And since, etc. The purling streams with me shall mourn, And leaves relenting all shall turn, The Wood-nimphs who my plaint do hear, Shall new and then afford a tear; All blaming her for cruelty, That brought me to this misery. And since, etc. And when my time is drawing nigh, I will prepare myself to die; The Robin Red breasts kind will be Perhaps with leaves to cover me: Then to the world I'll bid adieu, And unto her that proved untrue. For since that sshe did change her mind, Youngmen beware of women kind. Printed for F. Coles, T. Vere, J. Wright, and Clerk.