A SONG in the LUCKY YOUNGER BROTHER Or the BEAU DEFEATED  Set by Mr. John Eccles, Sung by M rs Willis, and exactly engraved by Tho: Cross. 
Relieve, the fair Belinda said, relieve ye Gods a Lovers Pain; relieve a poor unhap— by Maid, by faithless Vows, to Love betray '; diyet not, yet not beloved again. Ah! if to Love: Ah! if to Love, it be a Pain: What is't to be not Loved again? Till fifteen Parents me obey; then Lovers Sigh and Moan, and leave us not, till they convey, with amorous Sighs our Hearts away: So that there ne'er our own; own. How wretched are we Women; how wretched are we Women grown! Our Hearts and Wills are ne'er our own; are ne'er, are ne'er our own: No no, no, no, no, no, no, no, our Hearts and Wills are ne'er, are ne'er our own: Our Hearts and Wills are ne'er our own; are ne'er, are ne'er our own.