Seven excellent new songs/Mary I believ'd thee true

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MARY, I BELIEV'D THEE TRUE

Mary I believ'd thee true,
And I was blest in thus believing;
But now I mourn that e'er I knew,
A girl so fair and so deceiving.

Few have ever lov'd like me,
Oh! I have lov'd thee too sincerely ;
And few have e'er deceiv'd like thee,.
Alas! deceived me too severely;

Fare thee well (illegible text) yet think a while,
On one, whose bosom bleeds to doubt thee
Who now would rather trust that smile,
And die with thee than live without thee.

Fare thee well!—I'll think of thee!
Thou leav'st me many a bitter token;
For see distracting woman! see,
My peace is gone, my heart is broken.