Ioy to the Person of my Love.  
Or, A Lovers Complaint for the unkindness of his mistress.  
To be Sung with its own proper Tune.  

JOY to the person of my Love,  
altho that she doth me disdain.  
fixed are my Thoughts and cannot move, but yet alas! I love in vain.  
Shall I lose the sight  
Of my joy and hearts delight?  
Or shall I leave my svit?  
Shall I strive to touch?  
Oh no! it were too much,  
She is forbidden Fruit.  
Oh! wo is me, that ever I did see the beauty that did me bewitch;  
Yet ne're, alas! I must forego that face, the Treasure I esteemed so much.   

O! shall I range into some Dale?  
or to the Mountains mourn:  
Sad echoes shall resound my Tale; or whither shall I turn?  
Shall I buy that Love  
No life to me will give,  
But deeply wounds my heart?  
If I fly away.  
She will not cry, stay,  
My sorrows to convert.  
Oh! no, no, she will not say so, but confortless I must be gone;  
Yet though she be so froward unto me, I'll love her▪ or I will love none.   

O! that I might but understand  
the reason of her hate,  
To him that would be at her Command, in Love▪ in Life, in State:  
Then should I no more  
In heart be grieved so sore,  
Not sad with Discontent;  
But since that I have loved  
A Maid that so has proved  
Unkind, I do repent:  
Something unkind hath settled in her mind that caused her to leave me so:  
Sweet seem to me, but half so kind to be, or let me the occasion know.   

A thousand Fortunes fall ever to her share  
although she hath rejected me,  
And filled my heart with sad despalr, yet will I ever constant be  
For she is the Dame  
My Tongue shall ever name,  
Fair Branch of modesty,  
Chast in Heart and Mind;  
O! were she half so kind,  

Then would she pity me.  
Sweet turn at last, be kind as thou are chast and let me in thy bosom dwell;  
So shall we 〈◇〉, the pleasures of Loves pain; Till 〈…〉 dearest dear farewell.    
●INIS.