A delicate new Ditty composed upon the Posy of a Ring being, I fancy none but thee alone: sent as a New years Gift by a Lover to his Sweetheart.  
To the tune Dulcina.  

 

THou who art so sweet a creature,  
that above all earthly joy  
I thee deem for thy rare feature,  
kill me not by seeming coy,  
nor be thou mute,  
when this my suit  
Into thy ears by love is blown,  
but say by me,  
as I by thee:  

I fancy none but thee alone.    

Hadst thou Cupid's mother's beauty,  
and Diana's chaste desires,  
Think on that which is thy duty,  
to fulfil what love requires,  
'tis love I ask,  
and 'tis thy task  
to be propitious to my moan,  
for still I say,  
and will for aye,  

I fancy none but thee alone.    

Let not self-conceit o'ersway thee,  
woman was at first ordained,  
To serve man, though I obey thee,  
being by love's law constrained,  
my sobs and tears,  
true witness bears,  
of my heart's grief and heavy moan,  
let not thy frown  
then me cast down,  

who fancies none but thee alone.    

Think what promise thou didst give me,  
when I first did thee behold,  
There thou vow'dst thou wouldst not leave me,  
for a mass of Indian gold.  
but now I find  
thou art unkind,  
all former vows are past and gone,  
yet once again,  
him entertain,  

who fancies none but thee alone.    

Let my true affections move thee,  
to commiserate my pain,  
If thou knewest how dear I love thee,  
sure thou wouldst love him again:  
I thee affect:  
and more respect  
thy welfare than I do mine own:  
lot this move thee  
to pity me,  

who fancies none but thee alone.    

Why should women be obdurate.  
and men's proffers thus despise?  
Dear, be ruled, we'll have a Curate,  
nuptial rites to solemnize:  
thou Marigold,  
whose leaves unfold,  
when Tytanes rays reflect thereon,  
on thee I'll shine,  
for thou art mine,  

I fancy none but thee alone.     

The second part. Or, the Maidens kind Reply.  
To the same Tune.  
 

Dear, I have received thy token,  
and with it thy faithful love,  
Prithee let no more be spoken,  
I to thee will constant prove,  
do not despair,  
nor live in care,  
for her who vows to be thine own,  
though I seem strange,  
I will not change,  

I fancy none but thee alone.    

Think not that I will forgo thee,  
though I'm absent from thy sight,  
If I knew how to come to thee:  
I'd be with thee day and night,  
But well thou knowst,  
how I am crossed,  
else should my love to thee be shown,  
with free accord,  
yet take my word,  

I fancy none but thee alone.    

This proverb hath oft been used,  
She that's bound, must needs obey,  
And thou seest how I'm inclused,  
from thy presence night and day,  
I dare not show  
what love I own  
to thee, for fear it should be known,  
yet still my mind,  
shall be inclined,  

To fancy none but thee alone.    

Though my body for season,  
be absent from thee perforce,  
Yet I pray thee judge with reason,  
that I love thee ne'er the worse.  
Oh that I might  
enjoy thy sight,  
than should my love to thee be shown,  
then do not think,  
her love te shrink,  

who fancies none but thee alone.    

Many times I think upon thee,  
in my melancholy fits,  
When I find myself kept from thee,  
it deprives me of my wits:  
oft times I weep,  
when other sleep.  
producing many a grievous groan,  
then think on me,  
as I on thee,  

and fancy none but thee alone.    

No fastidious motions m●●●…e me,  
to be from thy sight so long.  
Do not then (my dear) reprove me,  
nor suspect I do thee wrong:  
For be thou sure,  
I do endure,  
in constancy surpassed by none:  
I long to see  
the time that we,  
shall of two bodies be made one.    
FINIS.   

London Printed for F. C.