“ With rapture calls. Oh! come away;
Come, while the muse this-wreath shall twine
Around that modest brow of thine;
O hither haste, and with thee bring
That beauty, blooming like the spring;
Those graces that divinely shine,
And charm this ravish'd heart of mine.
This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago. ”

“ Hap me with thy Petticoat.
O Bell thy looks have kill'd my heart,
I pass the day in pain;
When night returns, I feel the smart,
and wish for thee in vain.
I’m starving cold, whilst thou art warm;
have pity and incline,
And grant me for a hap that charming petticoat ot thine. ”

“ Flora the spangling beams adorning,
early by the break of day.
I went to pluck my love sweet posies.
the whitest blossom from the field,
Down by the banks of pinks end roses,
there sat Clymenia most mild. ”