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William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. The Book of Georgian Verse. 1909.

For Lack of Gold

Adam Austin (1726?–1774)

FOR lack of gold she’s left me, O,

And of all that’s dear bereft me, O;

She me forsook for Athole’s duke,

And to endless woe she has left me, O.

A star and garter have more art

Than youth, a true and faithful heart;

For empty titles we must part,

And for glittering show she’s left me, O.

No cruel fair shall ever move

My injured heart again to love;

Through distant climates I must rove,

Since Jeanie she has left me, O.

Ye powers above, I to your care

Give up my faithless, lovely fair;

Your choicest blessings be her share,

Though she’s for ever left me, O!