The Languishing Young Man. Or, The Love-sick Sail-man's sorrowful Lamentation for the Loss of his Beautiful Maria, who left him languishing at the Point of Despair. To which is added. Maria's Kind Answer at the last time of Distress.
To the Tune of,
If Love's a Sweet Passion, &c.
Licens'd according to Order.
OH! Why does my true Love so sadly disdain
All the Gifts I afford her? Yet sure 'tis in vain
For to offer her any; she's grown so unkind,
That I'm least in her Fancy, and less in her Mind,
Who before was her Darling, yet now she doth turn
Her Affections to Hatred which daily doth burn.
Look down, Oh, fair
Venus, thou Goddess of Love,
And send
Cupid, that he may these Arrows remove,
With which I this present am wounded so sore,
For the fear I shall see dear
Maria no more:
I'm sinking, I'm swooning, I'm fainting away,
For the loss of
Maria: Oh! what shall I say?
Why was I so foolish to settle my Love,
Or Affections on any, since falsely they prove?
Above all, dear
Maria, she has prov'd so untrue,
That the Hour of Birth I am forced to rue.
I'm wounded, I'm bleeding, I'm struck to the Heart?
Come, my dearest
Maria, ease me of this smart.
Oh! Where are ye Gods that are wonted to be
Great help unto Mortals? Why help ye not me,
Against this fierce. fiery, powerful Dart,
Which is shot by fierce
Cupid into my poor Heart,
Oh! help me! Oh! help me this moment! I cry,
Or else, for the loss of
Maria I dye.
Come here, Oh! thou
Charon, and make no delay,
And bring here thy Ferry; I am longer can stay:
Make haste with me over unto the dark Grove
Of
Elizium, that there I may mourn for my Love?
Come quickly, come quickly, why dost thou delay?
Ev'ry Moment's a Year that I here have to stay.
Adieu to my Kinsfolks, and Parents most dear;
Adieu to my Brother, and Sister most near;
Farewel young Vnkle, above all the rest,
For of Parents and Kinsfolks, you have been the best.
Adieu to you all that my Moans now do hear.
I am ready to dye for the Loss of my Dear.
Maria's Kind Answer.
NO sonner had
Willy thus utter'd his Grief,
But
Maria she came with a speedy Relief;
Who declar'd that her Dearest should never complain
For the Loss of his Love, who wou'd Loyal remain:
I adore thee, said she, the true Joy of my Heart,
And as long as we live, Love, we never will part.
'Tis true, my Relations would have me deny
All the Vows which I made thee, sweet
Willy; for why?
There's a wealthy young 'Squire provided for me,
Who has promis'd to make me a Lady, said she;
But my Love, and dear Willy,
thou, thou hast my Heart,
And as long as we live, Love, we never will part.
My Parents, I tell thee, has been so unkind,
That a Month in my Chamber I have been confin'd;
But so soon as I e'er did my Freedom obtain,
I came running to thee my sweet
Willy again:
Thou art lodg'd in my Breast, and art Lord of my Heart,
And as long as we live, Love, we never will part.
I value not Riches, true Love I adore,
And I therefore am come all thy Ioyes to restore;
Let my Friends and Relations all grieve and repine,
Thou shalt be my sweet Iewel, and I will be thine:
Thou art lodg'd in my Breast, and art Lord of my Heart,
And as long as we live, Love, we never will part.