Tune—Constant Anthony.
Young men and maidens all, I pray you now attend,
Mark well this tragedy which you find here penn’d;
At Barnardcastle Bridge-end, an honest man lives there,
His calling grinding corn, for which few can compare.
He had a sister dear, in whom he took delight,
And Atkinson, his man, woo’d her both day and night;
Till thro’ process of time he chained fast her heart,
Which prov’d her overthrow, by Death’s surprising dart.
False-hearted Atkinson, with his deluding tongue,