With tender words beguiled me there;
"Dear shepherdess, come take my arm,
Lest lonely roads should bring you harm,
And ghosts or wolves in darkness scare."
In his my trusting hand I place,
While love invades me with its grace;
I could not check his passion's strength,
And wished the road of greater length,
While listening with a blushing face.
But Colin has a faithless mind,