Poem by Thomas Chatterton

Colin Instructed

Young Colin was as stout a boy
As ever gave a maiden joy;
But long in vain he told his tale
To black-eyed Biddy of the Dale.
Ah why, the whining shepherd cried,
Am I alone your smiles denied?
I only tell in vain my tale
To black-eyed Biddy of the Dale.

True Colin, said the laughing dame,
You only whimper out your flame,
Others do more than sigh their tale
To black-eyed Biddy of the Dale.

He took the hint &c. 

1. Chorus from Goddwyn
2. The Copernican System
3. Heccar and Gaira
4. Songe to Aella, Lorde of the Castel of Brystowe Ynne Daies of Yore
5. Epitaph on Robert Canynge

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