The sweet Salutation on Primrose Hill: Or, / I know you not. / I know you not, --- what, doth the times so Change, / I knew the time we have not bin so strange: / But this by Maids must never be forgot, / When men Intice; to say, --- I know you not.
The sweet Salutation on Primrose Hill: Or, / I know you not. / I know you not, --- what, doth the times so Change, / I knew the time we have not bin so strange: / But this by Maids must never be forgot, / When men Intice; to say, --- I know you not.
Tune Imprint
To the Tune of, Though Father Angry be: Or, Deep in Love.
First Lines
IN the pleasant month of May / a young man met a Maid
Refrain
Nor can I tell forsooth / what may be my lot, / But this I say in truth, / good sir, I know you not. [with variations; not stanza 1]