The Credulous Virgin's complaint. Or, Lovers made Happy at last.  
Being a Caution to the Female Sex.  
Being a most pleasant new Song in two parts, With the Youngmans' kind Answer.  
Caelia complains Virgins are oft too kind,  
The which she did by late experience find,  
For yielding unto Damon she does prove  
That hasty pleasures are the bain of Love;  
But in the Tempest of her wounding grief,  
Damon comes in and yields her kind relief:  
But vows renew, and at last both are wed,  
Though he before had got her Maidenhead.  
To the Tune of Sawny will never be my Love again.  

 
 
 

COme harken to me young Maidens all,  
And hear what a Story I shall tell,  
The which to our Sex does often bef●ll,  
Though w● in beauty and virtue excel.  
Yet we are apt to be lead astray,  
When tempting young men with vows betray:  
We do surrender on what they say,  

So 'twas fondness that parted my Love and I.    

When he began to swear he did love,  
And gave me a kiss on the under Lip,  
Vowing he ever would faithful prove  
Then in his Arms he did me clip.  
And told me that I should be his Pride,  
So that him nothing I denied,  
But that Tune changed when he had tried  

So 'twas fondness that parted my Love and I.    

After my willing Arms I did fold,  
To grasp him close unto my breast,  
He unto marriage still grew cold  
And would not hear aught of it expressed.  
Though before he often did cry  
Caelia fo● love of thee I die,  
All things for thee I will defy.  

But 'twas fondness etc.    

For when as my blooming Rosebuds he  
Had gathered from the Stalk so fair,  
Then he would not purchase the Tree,  
But bid me all marriage thoughts forbear.  
Of pleasure when he'd had his fill,  
To stay him my tears could not prevail:  
But had I been coy i'd had him still.  

For 'twas fondness that parted my Love and I.    
 
 
 

When as I did urge his former vow,  
He said I pleaded but all in vain,  
If i'd by him be tempted now,  
Others when married might do the same.  
So he left me with shame and grief  
For to bewail my easy belief,  
And hard hearted man would y●eld no relief,  

For 'twas fondness that parted my Love and I.    

Therefore young maiden's warning take  
And believe not men what they do say,  
For they a thousand vows will break  
Your easy Nature to betray.  
And w●en 've done they'll leave to cares  
Possessed with a thousand fears,  
For will they at all regard your Tears.  

For 'twas fondness that parted my Love and I.     

The Youngmans' Answer to the Maid's Complaint.  

COmplain now no more my Love, for I  
Have heard at last and do pity thee,  
What I did its true was for to try,  
But since thou hast been so kind to me,  
I repent of what I have done,  
Nor shalt thou now be left alone.  
Cease then my Dear come cease thy moan.  

Such fondness shan't part my Love and I.    

My vows to thee I do renew,  
And promise for ever to be thine  
Henceforth to me be thou but true,  
And we in wedlock soon will join.  
Foyes Gold nor Silver shall e'er part  
Nor all the India's move my Heart  
From my vows of Love to start.  

No fondness etc.    

What and if thou did yield to me,  
Thy Chastity does still remain,  
To marry each other we did agree,  
Therefore my dearest do not complain.  
For thy beauty is such a dower  
As might make Jove lay by his power,  
And descend in a Golden shower.  

Then no fondness etc.    

Come now shake off thy Cloud of sorrow,  
And blush no more at what is done,  
For we'll join hearts and hands to morrow,  
Though Gold and Silver we have none,  
Yet true love shall supply that scant,  
And where that is they never want,  
Therefore my dear cease thy complaint.  

For thy fondness shan't part my Love and I.      

Printed for P. Brooksby at the Golden Ball in West-smithfield.