One of Haydn's canzonets (from his first set written and published in England) arranged as a glee by Joseph Corfe. See also the companion piece, "The mermaid's song".

This "pastoral song" achieved great popularity, subsequently being a favourite in the repertoire of Jenny Lind.

Lyrics: Anne Hunter

My mother bids me bind my hair
With bands of rosy hue,
Tie up my sleeves with ribbons rare,
And lace my bodice blue.
For why, she cries, sit still and weep
While others dance and play?
Alas, I can scarce go or creep,
While Lubin is away.

'Tis sad to think the days are gone,
When those we love were near;
I sit upon this mossy stone
And sigh when none can hear:
And while I spin my flaxen thread
And sing my simple lay,
The village seems asleep or dead
Now Lubin is away.