The Arcadian Lovers OR, Colin and Amarillis.  
Being a Composure, Richly Illustrated with the endeared expressions of a Shepherd and Shepherdess, for the pleasure and delight of all amorous Fancies.  
To be sung in a Tune of great rarity.  
 

Upon the smooth Arcadian plain,  
Where the Lambs do frisk amain,  
Fair Amarillis and her Swain,  
With hand in hand, were walking;  
The Sweets to prove, of harmless Love,  
They Amorously were talking.   

She was clothed all in green,  
And surpass the Fairy Queen,  
Which made poor Colin for to seem  
Amazed with her Beauty;  
To Prize his Dear, beyond compare  
He took't to be his duty,   

She for joy did neatly trip,  
Whilst their flocks about them skip,  
When Colin sat, a while to prate,  
She courteously sat by him;  
And for to strive, if he were kind,  
Thus prettily she did try him.   

Amarillis told her Swain,  
To complete their joys again,  
That he should love her and be plain,  
And think not to deceive her;  
Then he protested by his troth,  
That he would never leave her.   

O Colin if thou constant prove,  
And that thou wilt not slight my love,  
There's ne'er a Swain upon this plain,  
That ever shall come near thee;  
For Garlands and Embroidered Scrips,  
Oh Colin, I love thee dearly.   

But Colin if thou change thy Love,  
And seek my fury once to move,  
A tigress unto thee i'll prove,  
When ere thou dost come near me;  
O Amarillis fear not that,  
For I do love thee dearly.   

The Second Part,  
to the same Tune.  
 

OH Colin if thou provest kind,  
And never more will change thy mind  
I'll deck the bowers, with fragrant flowers,  
Whose pleasure shall invite thee;  
With boughs to shroud thee from the showers  
Whilst Colin I will delight thee.   

O Amarillis I rejoice,  
For to hear thy pleasing voice,  
Then never think my only Dear,  
That I will ere deceive thee;  
But cast aside such doubts and fear,  
I vow I will never leave thee.   

O Colin, how it joys my heart,  
That our Loves shall never part,  
Amyntas and his Chloris fair,  
Did ne'er enjoy such pleasure;  
Nor Coridon and Philis rare,  
I prize thee above all treasure.   

O Amarillis change a kiss,  
In token of a further bliss,  
Whilst every Swain, upon this plain,  
Doth envy our embraces;  
I'll sound thy praises in high strain,  
To keep thee from all disgraces.   

My Colin if a kiss be all,  
I'll not refuse what ere befall,  
I am inclined, our Loves to bind,  
On such a harmless fashion;  
Since ne'er a Swain, could yet ere stain,  
My innocent reputation.   

O my dearest Love quoth he  
Now our hearts do both agree,  
No Shepherd on Arcadia's Ground,  
Shall ever prove so loyal;  
Now Amarillis thou hast found,  
My love will abide the trial.   

Then Colin straight began to Sing,  
And made the hills with echoes ring,  
In Amarillis softy praise,  
He pleasant rhymes composes;  
Whilst she makes garlands of green bays  
For Colin bedecked with Roses.   

Thus they passed their time in sport,  
And still thought it was but short,  
Till young and old, their flocks did fold,  
To keep them safe from straying;  
And so the night did part them quite,  
Which merrily had been playing.     

London, Printed by T. Mabb, for R. Burton, at the Horse-shoe in Smithfield