Cupid's Garden

As I were in Cupid's garden,
Not more nor half-an-hour,
'Twere there I see'd two maidens,
Sitting under Cupid's bower,
A-gathering of sweet jassamine,
The lily and the rose.
These be the fairest flowers
As in the garden grows.

I fondly stepped to one o' them,
These words to her I says,
"Be you engaged to arra young man,
Come tell to me, I prays."
"I bean't engaged to narra young man, '
I solemnly declare,
I aims to live a maiden,
And still the laurel wear."

Says I, "My stars and garters!
This here's a pretty go,
For a fine young maid as never was,
To serve all mankind so."
But t'other young maiden looked sly at me,
And from her seat she risen,
Says she, "Let thee and I go our own way,
And we'll let she go shis'n."