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But as soon as she awaked,
against Morpheus did complain
Crying out, Ye have deceiv’d me,
where is my dear I now did see?
Alas ! you of all joy bereave me,
unless you bring him speedily.
My dearest Johnny pray leave off weeping
in telling of your rural dream : sing,
You say each night you’re kept from sleep
& that you’re burning in love’s flame.
But now you see I am come, your Susan
for to ease your love sick smart,
And no longer I’ll be cruel,
but to you I’ll resign my heart.
Then she soon pursu’d her journey
down by a murmuring river side.
Where little fishes they were sportng,
and silver streams did gently glide.
Then she feiz’d him in her arms,
with sweet kisses did him carress,
Saying, My dear, we are happy born,
and in true love we’re happy blest.
My dear Johnny don't be a rover,
in the groves and valleys here;
I am come to make you recover,
and to ease you of all your care :
My dear you see, I am come to nourish
and to cherish your wounded heart :
And no longer I’ll be cruel,
and from you I ne’er will part.
