The Maidens desire.  

As Celia was walking one day in a grove,  
She played on her Flute, the delights of true love;  
cried oh that I could attain to the bliss,  
for to kno╌w, what a young man can do, love is more than a kiss.   

I've heard my dear Mother, say when she was young,  
Before she was married, she thought the time long;  
And love is a pleasure, I fancy by this,  
I must know, with a young man can do, love is more than a kiss.   

I'd fain be a Mother, I'm charming and young,  
Why should I loose teeming? when beauty is gon,  
The young men will slight, and deny me the bliss,  
I must know, with a young man can do, love is more than a kiss.   

The Shepherd was near, and he heard her complain,  
He flew to her aid. When the Nymph saw the swain,  
The Rose and the lily did spread her fair face.  
I must die, then the swain did reply, or y beauty embrace.   

No, no I 'm too young Sr. my Mother does say,  
Let's try said the Shepherd, on these cocks of hay;  
He laid her down gently, which was not amiss,  
For to show, with a young man can do, love is more than a kiss.   

She cried lovely Shepherd, I pray now forbear.  
The thoughts of my Mother, does put me in fear;  
never fear quoth the Shepherd, twill hinder our bliss,  
You shall know, with a young man can do, love is more than a kiss.   

Then she to his power, a victim did fall,  
He learnt her a lesson that's pleasing to all,  
And made her a Mother, there's no harm in this.  
She does know, with a young man can do, love is more than a kiss.   
Flute.