From place to place I travers'd long,devoid of care or sorrow;With lightsome heart, and merry song,l thought not of to-morrow:But when Priscilla caught my eye,with every charm array'd in,I sigh'd and sang, I knew not why,dear little Cottage-Maiden.
And wou'd the charmer be but mine,sweet nymph, I so revere thee,I'd gladly share my fate with thine,and evermore be near thee.Tho' gold may please the proud and great,my heart with love is laden;Then let us join in wedlock state,dear little Cottage-Maiden.
O'er me and mine, come mistress prove, and then what ill can harm us?Kind Hymen will each fear remove,and spread each sweet to charm us;Together we will live content, and nought but love will trade in;So sweetly shall our lives be spent,dear little Cottage-Maiden.
