Poor man's looking glass/The Young Man's Declaration

The Young MAN'S DECLARATION,

ALL you jolly lovers, I pray you attend,
Unto theſe few verses which here I have penn'd;
Of a hard hearted miſtreſs, who ſtill bids me go,
But what's that to any man whither or no!
Of a hard hearted miſtreſs, who ſtill bids me go:
Scadation, dandation ſhe valin ſhivo.

She's conquer'd my heart, and ſhe's gain'd my eſteem,
But ſhe rallies me ſtill as I were in a dream:
Yet her ſmiles does engage me, her frowns bids me go,
But what's that to any man, &c.

She's tall, as the cedar, ſhe's mild as the dove,
She's every way neat, juſt as one made for love;
Yet ſhe has a cold heart, and that I do know!
But what's that to any man, &c.

Her forehead's like iv'ry: eyes like drops of dew,
With cheeks like the cherries, ſo pleaſant to view;
Her neck is as white as the new fallen ſnow!
But what's that to any man, &c.

She ſmiles like a Venus, like a Siren ſhe kills,
My poor ſoul with torment, her cruelty fills;
For me ſhe deſpiſes, my folly mak'ſt ſo:
But what's that to any man, &c.

But my heart ſhall not break for no woman alive,
I'll meet with ſome kind one who will me revive,
And let that proud ſtubborn ſtand, for what I know:
But what's that to any man &c

So if I do live, and from troubles keep free,
I'll think lighter of her, than ſhe now does of me,
So let me be roving, to another I'll go
And what's that to any man, whether or no?
So let me be roving, to another I'll go,
Scadarion, dandation, ſhe valin ſhivo.