Wilt thou Sigh for one that flies thee,

Wilt thou Sigh for one that flies thee,

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, Scorn the wretch,

Scorn the wretch, that Love denies thee,

Scorn the wretch, scorn the wretch,

That Love, that Love denies thee.

Call Pride to thy aid, and be not afraid,

Of meeting a Swain that is kind;

As handsome as he, perhaps he may be,

At least, at least a more Generous Mind: