A Blackmore Maid Wooing A Fair Boy Lyrics

A Blackmore Maid Wooing A Fair Boy lyrics

Why, lovely boy, why fly'st thou me, 

 That languish in these flames for
thee?

 I'm Black, 'tis true; why, so is Night, 

 And Love doth in
Dark shades delight.

 The whole world, do but close thine eye, 

Will seem to thee as Black as l; 

 Or op't, and see what a Black shade

 Is by thine own fair body made, 

 That follows thee where ere thou
go:

 Oh, who allow'd would do not so?

 Let me forever dwell so
nigh, 

 And thou shalt need no other shade than I.