Reliques of ancient English poetry: consisting of old heroic ballads ...

AND BALLADS, 135
Cuddy.
Shee that long true love profeft,
She hath robb'd my heart of reft :
For me a new love loves, not mee ; 15
Which makes me wear the willowe-tree.
Willy,
Come then, fhepherde, let us joine,
Since thy happ is like to mine
For the maid I thought moll true
Mee hath alfo bid adieu. 20
Cuddy.
Thy hard happ doth mine appeafe,
Companye doth forrowe eafe :
Yet, Phillis, ftill I pine for thee,
And ftill mult weare the willowe-tree.
Willy.
Shepherde, beadvis'd by mee, 25
Call off grief and willowe-tree :
For thy grief brings her content,
She is pleas'd if thou lament.
Cuddy.
Herdfman, I'll be rul'd by thee,
There lyes grief and willowe-tree : 30
Henceforth I will do as they,
And love a new love every day.
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