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T183808 1 To be sung with its own proper Musical sweet Tune Auld Lang Syne To be sung with its own proper Musical sweet Tune SHould Old Acquaintance be forgot, / and never thought upon; WHere are thy Protestations, / thy Vows and Oaths my Dear; for Old long syne / For Old long syne my Jo, / for Old long syne, / That thou canst never once reflect, / on Old long syne. for Old long syne / For Old long syne my Jo, / for Old long syne, / That thou canst never once reflect, / on Old long syne. Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 70 An Excellent and proper New Ballad, Entitled, / OLD LONG SYNE, / Newly corrected and amended, with a large and new / Edition of several excellent Love Lines. An Excellent and proper New Ballad, Entitled, OLD LANG SYNE, Newly corrected and amended, with a large and new Edition of several excellent Love Lines. 1701-1701

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SHould Old Acquaintance be forgot, and never thought upon; The flames of Love extinguished, and folly past and gone: Is thy sweet Heart now grown so cold, that loving Breast of thine; That thou canst never once reflect on Old long syne. On Old long syne my Jo, on Old long syne, That thou canst never once reflect, on Old long syne. My Heart is ravisht with delight, when thee I think upon; All Grief and Sorrow takes the flight, and speedily is gone: The bright resemblance of thy Face, so fills this Heart of mine; That Force nor Fate can me displease, for Old long syne For Old long syne my Jo, for Old long syne, That thou canst never once reflect, on Old long syne. Since thoughts of thee doth banish grief, when from thee I am gone; Will not thy presence yeild relief, to this sad Heart of mine: Why doth thy presence me defeat, with excellence divine? Especially when I reflect on Old long syne. On Old long syne my Jo, on Old long syne: That thou canst never once reflect, on Old long syne. Oh then Clorinda pray prove more kind, be not ungratefull still: Since that my Heart ye have so ty'd, why should ye then it kill: Sure Faith and Hope depends on thee, kill me not with disdain: Or else I swear I'le still reflect, on Old long syne. On Old long syne my Jo, on Old long syne; I pray you do but once reflect, on Old long syne. Since you have rob'd me of my Heart, it's reason I have yours;
Which Madam Nature doth impart, to your black Eyes and Browes: With honour it doth not consist, to hold thy Slave in pain: Pray let thy rigour then resist, for Old long syne. For Old long syne my Jo, for Old long syne; That thou canst never once reflect, on Old long syne. It is my freedom I do crave, by deprecating pain; Since libertie ye will not give, who glories in his Ch[a]in: But yet I wish the gods to move that noble Heart of thine; To pitty since ye cannot love, for Old long syne. For Old long syne my Jo, for Old long syne; That thou may ever once reflect, on Old long syne. Dear will ye give me back my Heart, since I cannot have thine; For since with yours ye will not part, no reason you have mine: But yet I think I'le let it ly, within that breast of thine, Who ha[t]h a Thief in every Eye, to make me live in pain. For Old long syne my Jo, for Old long syne; Wilt thou not ever once reflect, on Old long syne.
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WHere are thy Protestations, thy Vows and Oaths my Dear; Thou made to me and I to thee, in Register yet clear. Is Faith and Truth so violat, to immortal Gods divine, As never once for to reflect, on Old long syne; On Old long syne my Jo, on Old long syne; That thou canst never once reflect. on Old long syne. It's Cupid's Fears or Frostie Cares that makes thy Sprits decay:
Or it's an Object of more worth, hath stoln my Heart away? Or some desert makes thee neglect her, so much once was thine. That thou canst never once reflect, on Old long syne. On Old long syne my Jo, on Old long syne; That thou canst never once reflect, on Old long syne. Is Worldly cares so desperat, that makes thee to despair? Is't that, that thee exasperats, and makes thee to forbear? If thou of Ty, were free as I, Thou truely should be mine, If this were true we should renew kind Old long syne. For Old long syne my Jo, for Old long syne, That thou canst never once reflect, on Old long syne. But since that nothing can prevail and all hopes are in vain; From these rejected Eyes of mine, still showers of Tears shall rain: Although thou has me now forgot, yet I'le continu thine; And ne'r neglect for to reflect, on Old long syne On Old long syne my Jo, on Old long syne; That thou canst never once reflect, on Old long syne. If ever I hava a house my Dear, that's truely called mine; That can afford but Countrey chear, or ought that's good therein: Though thou wert Rebell to the King and beat with Wind and Rain, Assure thy self of welcome Love, for Old long syne. For Old long syne my Jo, for Old long syne, Assure thy self of welcome Love, for Old long syne.
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