The Innocent Maid in Bedlam/The Lady's Answer

by Anonymous

THE LADYS ANSWER.

O! Flattering Delany,Will no blushes shame thee,Since by your deceitfulnessI am undone:No maid shall come nigh me,But as they pass by me,They look on me slylieAnd my company shun.

Young women take warning,By this my down falling,And don't let young mens'False flattering tongues,Ever come nigh youSo as to destroy you,For then they'll deny you,When thus they have done.

Now farewel false lover,My life it doth hover,For my deadly wounds,There's no cure I can find,But while others are courting,And young ones are sporting,Be you still resortingTo this valley of mine.

It was in sweet July,When flowers were blooming,This young man and ITogether did meet;Then with his intreating,Set my heart a aching,And with his lies makingCauses me now to weep.

O! death, come and ease me,Since grief it hath seiz’d me,The wound which I bear,No mortal can cure:My spirits are dying,My breath it is flying,My heart it is breaking,O! the pains I endure.

O young man, most cruel,You have wrought my ruin,In cropping my flowers,Young, tender and green,Delays will discover,I'm a wounded lover,Since you discoverWhat now, you have seen.

GLASGOW,
Printed by J. & M. ROBERTSON
Saltmarket, 1799.