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        HENRY'S

      Cottage Maid.

   Printed by Jennings, Water-lane,
            Fleet-ſtreet, London.

AH ! where can fly my ſoul's true-
Sad I wander this lone grove,
Sighs and tears for him I ſhed,
Henry is from Laura fled;
Thy love to me thou didſt impart,
Thy Iove soon won my virgin heart,
But, deareſt Henry, thou'st betray'd
Thy love with thy poor cottage maid.

Through the vale my grief appears,
Sighing sad with pearly tears,
Oſt thy image is my theme,
As I wander on the green;
See from my cheek the colour flies,
And love's ſweet hope, within me dies,
For, oh ! dear Henry thou'st betray'd
Thy love with thy poor cottage maid.