S O N G IV.
I.
WHERE the roses do sweeten yon bow'r,
And the flow'rs do adorn the gay green,
Where the grass is refresh'd by each show'r,
Which serves to brighten the scene,
II.
In a cottage retir'd, there does live
Young Willy and Peggy so fair;
The blessings each one does receive,
In mut'al enjoyments, they share.
III.
The sweets of contentment supplies,
The splendor and grandeur of pride;
No wants can kind Willy annoy,
While blest with his bonny, sweet Bride.
IV.
He wishes no greater delight,
Than tend his fine flock through the day;
And return to his Peggy at night;
His innocent toil she'll repay.
V.
If Willy delighted appears,
His Peggy partakes of his bliss;
If sad, she will sooth all his cares,
And heal all his pains with a kiss.
VI.
She hateth each artful deceit,
That's practis'd in city and court;
Thinks happiness no where complete;
Where shepherds and nymphs do not meet.
VII.
You lads who're accustom'd to rove,
Who innocent fair ones betray;
No longer be faithless in love;
The dictates of honour obey.
VIII.
You nymphs, who with beauty shine sweet,
With Virtue improve ev'ry grace;
The charms of the mind, when complete,
Will dignify those of the face.