Wert thou, my Love, some Vagrant MaidWho beg’d from Door to Door,And wert thou then of Vice afraid,And good as well as poor:I still would true and faithful proveAnd Fortune’s Wrongs repair;I’d lead thee to the Altar, Love,And wed with Jane Adair.Wert thou a Lady of the Land,Thy Charm should be my theme;10Still would I ask that lovely Hand,Still woo thy fond Esteem;Thro’ Rivals I would win my WayTo one so good and fair;And do the Deeds I dare not say,To wed with Jane Adair.The Treasures that in Mountains hideAdventurous Men explore;Or deep in cavern’d Mines abide,And dig the glittering ore;20And shall the Wretch who toils for gainMore persevering beThan I, who labour to obtainLove, Happiness, and thee?
Wert thou, my Love, some Vagrant MaidWho beg’d from Door to Door,And wert thou then of Vice afraid,And good as well as poor:I still would true and faithful proveAnd Fortune’s Wrongs repair;I’d lead thee to the Altar, Love,And wed with Jane Adair.Wert thou a Lady of the Land,Thy Charm should be my theme;10Still would I ask that lovely Hand,Still woo thy fond Esteem;Thro’ Rivals I would win my WayTo one so good and fair;And do the Deeds I dare not say,To wed with Jane Adair.The Treasures that in Mountains hideAdventurous Men explore;Or deep in cavern’d Mines abide,And dig the glittering ore;20And shall the Wretch who toils for gainMore persevering beThan I, who labour to obtainLove, Happiness, and thee?
Wert thou, my Love, some Vagrant MaidWho beg’d from Door to Door,And wert thou then of Vice afraid,And good as well as poor:I still would true and faithful proveAnd Fortune’s Wrongs repair;I’d lead thee to the Altar, Love,And wed with Jane Adair.
Wert thou, my Love, some Vagrant Maid
Who beg’d from Door to Door,
And wert thou then of Vice afraid,
And good as well as poor:
I still would true and faithful prove
And Fortune’s Wrongs repair;
I’d lead thee to the Altar, Love,
And wed with Jane Adair.
Wert thou a Lady of the Land,Thy Charm should be my theme;10Still would I ask that lovely Hand,Still woo thy fond Esteem;Thro’ Rivals I would win my WayTo one so good and fair;And do the Deeds I dare not say,To wed with Jane Adair.
Wert thou a Lady of the Land,
Thy Charm should be my theme;10
Still would I ask that lovely Hand,
Still woo thy fond Esteem;
Thro’ Rivals I would win my Way
To one so good and fair;
And do the Deeds I dare not say,
To wed with Jane Adair.
The Treasures that in Mountains hideAdventurous Men explore;Or deep in cavern’d Mines abide,And dig the glittering ore;20And shall the Wretch who toils for gainMore persevering beThan I, who labour to obtainLove, Happiness, and thee?
The Treasures that in Mountains hide
Adventurous Men explore;
Or deep in cavern’d Mines abide,
And dig the glittering ore;20
And shall the Wretch who toils for gain
More persevering be
Than I, who labour to obtain
Love, Happiness, and thee?