A delicate new Ditty, composed upon the posy of a Ring, being; I fancy none but the alone: sent as a new-year's gift, by a Lover to his sweetheart.  
To the tune of, Dulcina.  

 
 

THou that 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 cares by love is blowing,  
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 selfe-conceit o'erstrain 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 vowd'st thou wouldst not leave me,  
for a mass of Indian gold,  
but now I find  
tho 〈…〉 〈…〉 ind  
All former 〈…〉 past and gone,  
yet 〈…〉  
him entertain.  

Who fancies none but thee alone,    

Let my true affections move thee  
to commiserate my pain,  
If thou knew'st how dear I love thee,  
sure thou wouldst love me again:  
I thee affect  
and more respect  
Thy welfare than I do mine own,  
let 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 have a Curate,  
Nuptial Rites to solemnize:  
thou Marigold,  
whose leaves unfold,  
When Titan's rays reflect thereon,  
on thee I'll shine,  
for thou art mine,  

I fancy none but thee alone.     

The second Part, Or, the Ma〈…〉  
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 thy own,  
though I seem strange,  
I will not change,  

I fancy none but thee alone.    

Think not that I will forego thee,  
though I'm absent from thy sight,  
When I find myself kept from thee,  
I'd be with thee day and night,  
but well thou know'st,  
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 enclosed,  
from thy presence night and day,  
I dare not show  
what love I owe  
To thee, for fear it should be knowde,  
yet still my mind,  
shall be inclined  

To fancy none but thee alone.    

Thou 〈…〉  
be a 〈…〉  
Yet I 〈…〉  
tha 〈…〉  
 
 
Then 〈…〉  
 
 
 

Who 〈…〉    

Man 〈…〉  
in 〈…〉  
Who 〈…〉  
it 〈…〉  
 
 
Pro 〈…〉  
 
 

An 〈…〉    

No 〈…〉  
to 〈…〉  
Doe 〈…〉  
n 〈…〉  
 
 
In c 〈…〉  
 
 

Sha 〈…〉      

London, Printed for W. G. dwellin● 〈…〉