Three Weeks passed since I had seen Her
Three Weeks passed since I had seen Her
Some Disease had vext
‘Twas with Text and Village Singing
I beheld Her next
And a Company our pleasure
To discourse alone
Gracious now to me as any
Gracious unto none
Borne without dissent of Either
To the Parish night
Of the Separated Parties
Which be out of sight?
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