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If I had her in the deer park,
down below Glenaran town,
I would build my love a castle,
where no man durst pull it down. &c.
If I had her in the deer park,
below the shadow of yon tree ;
Since pretty Molly has me forsaken,
which I’m sure it grieveth me. &c.
You High-church and Presbyterians,
I pray you to take my advice,
Do not court a Romish Lady,
for fear she leave you in my place. &c.
Now my song is almost ended,
I intend to sing no more.
Since pretty Molly’s me forsaken,
adieu to her for evermore.
Sireno erah agam, sireno stumorow, &c.
FALSE tho’ she be to me and love,
l'll ne’er pursue revenge ;
For still the charmer I approve,
tho’ I deplore her change.
In hours of bliss we oft have met,
they could not always last;
But though the present I regret,
I’m grateful for the past.
I’m grateful, &c.
