%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> The Country-mans delight: / Or, the Happy Wooing: / Being the Successful Loves of / JOHN the SERIVNG-MAN, / In his Courting of / JOAN the DAIRY-MAID. / John's humble suit Joan does long time withstand, / Till his known Wealth her favour does command; / Then mustering all her Smiles, to him she bends, / And to the bargain straight he condescends: / Now no Objection can retard her Love, / If not of him, she does his Wealth approve; / So women for base Gold their Beauty sell, / To whom so e're bids most, that cursed spell, / Fix'd deep into their Souls, commands them still, / And guider the Reins of their tempestous will. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center Director Patricia Fumerton 1672-1696 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 05/19/2008 21145

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3.134 R229045 1 Dolly and Molly Quoth John to Joan Dolly and Molly QUoth Iohn to Ioan wilt thou have me? / I prithee now wilt thou, i'le marry with thee Say my Joan, say my Joan, what wilt thou do? / I cannot, I cannot come every every day to wooe. [with variations] Pepys 3.134 Wing C6551[A]; Rollins (2) ?1299 (January 18, 1592, II, 602, Henry Kirkham). Pepys Library The Pepys ballads : facsimile volume Editor W.G. Day D.S. Brewer Cambridge [England] 1987 Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 3: 134 The Country-mans delight: / Or, the Happy Wooing: / Being the Successful Loves of / JOHN the SERIVNG-MAN, / In his Courting of / JOAN the DAIRY-MAID. / John's humble suit Joan does long time withstand, / Till his known Wealth her favour does command; / Then mustering all her Smiles, to him she bends, / And to the bargain straight he condescends: / Now no Objection can retard her Love, / If not of him, she does his Wealth approve; / So women for base Gold their Beauty sell, / To whom so e're bids most, that cursed spell, / Fix'd deep into their Souls, commands them still, / And guider the Reins of their tempestous will. The Country-mans delight: Or, The Happy Wooing: Being the Successful Loves of JOHN the SERIVNG-MAN, In his Courting of JOAN the DAIRY-MAID. John's humble suit Joan does long time withstand, Till his known Wealth her favour does command; Then mustering all her Smiles, to him she bends, And to the bargain straight she condescends: Now no Objection can retard her Love, If not of him, she does his Wealth approve; So women for base Gold their Beauty sell, To whom so e're bids most, that cursed spell, Fix'd deep into their Souls, commands them still, And guider the Reins of their tempestous will. The Country Man's Delight: Or, the Happy Wooing: Being the Successful Loves of John the Serving Man, in his Courting of Joan the Dairymaid. John's Humble Suit Joan Does Long Time Withstand, till His Known Wealth Her Favour Does Command; Then Mustering All Her Smiles, to Him She bends, and to the Bargain Straight She Condescends: Now No Objection Can Retard Her Love, if Not of Him, She Does His Wealth Approve; So Women for Base Gold Their Beauty Sell, to Whomsoever Bids Most, That Cursed Spell, Fixed Deep into Their Souls, Commands Them Still, and Guides the Reins of Their Tempestous Will. 1/2 sheet oblong folio, 205 x 315 cropped and torn right edge, damaged surface, set-off from opposite page visible cast fleurons 1672-1696 Printed for P. Brooksby, at the near the Hospital-gate in West-smithfield. P. Brooksby BBTI

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 Taxonomy used by Pepys to Organize Ballads in Albums A Small Promiscuous Supplement Devotion & Morality Drinking & Good Fellowship History - True & Fabulous Humour, Frollicks &c Love Pleasant Love Pleasant and Unfortunate Love Unfortunate Marriage Sea State & Times Tragedy Various Subjects Early Modern Center Ballad Project Keyword Taxonomy advice affliction/health alcohol animals/nature appearance Bible/biblical figures buildings/architecture catastrophe children class clothing/fashion country/nation crime death economics/trade entertainment family/procreation folklore gender historical figures & events holidays/seasons infidelity law London love maritime marriage military/war monstrosity mythology/Classical world news nobility/court politics/government punishment religious concepts religious figures religious types & sects royalty rural life servitude sex/sexuality supernatural/magic The New World travel trickery/deceit urban life vice violence virtue vulgarities/crass humor Library of Congress Subject Heading Taxonomy 5/19/2008 Santa Barbara, California, United States of America Love Pleasant class gender marriage 05/19/08 Checker Rachel Mann Metadata updated, xml created 07/24/2007 Checker Patrick Ludolph Ballad checked 07/21/2006 Transcriber Pavneet Aulakh Original Transcription 08/24/2004 Bibliographer Simone Chess Bibliographic SQL Database Record Created
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John. QUoth John to Joan wilt thou have me? I prithee now wilt thou, i'le marry with thee My Cow, my Cow, my House and Rents, All my Lands and Tennements: Say my Joan, say my Joan, what wilt thou do? I cannot, I cannot come every every day to wooe. I've Corn and Hay in a Barn hard by, And three fat Pigs penn'd up in a stye; I have a Mare and she is Cole-black, I ride on her Belly to save her back: Say my Joan, say my Joan, what wilt thou do? I cannot, I cannot come every every day to wooe.
I have three Mark ty'd up in a Rag, I keep them there instead of a Bag; I have a Cheese upon the Shelf, I'se cannot eat it awe my self: Say my Joan, say my Joan, what wilt thou do? I cannot, I cannot come every every day to wooe. Joan. Quoth Joan to John you must not come, For your Master and Mistris are both at home; You are a Servant and must obey, Else they'l be angry, and turn you away: Say my John, say my John, is this not true? You must not, you must not come every every day to wooe.
John. I love thee Joan with all my heart, Come quickly consent, and we never will part: My Shirt, my Shirt, and eke my Band, All I have is at thy command: Believe me Joan, believe me Joan, I tell thee true, I cannot nown's, I cannot come every every day to wooe Joan In troth my John I cannot consent, To gain your Cow, your shirt, and your Rent; Yet smiling I think of your love, And wish oft I worthy cou'd prove: With a Serving-man, with a Serving man i'le not do, who cannot, who dares not come every every day to woe John. Nay my Joan, pray say not so, E're i'le loose thee, my place i'le forgoe, Come kiss my joy, and I will be, A Servant unto none but thee: My Master, my Master i'le bid adieu, I'le leave him, i'le leave him, every every day to wooe. Joan. Oh John, by no means, not for me, I wou'd not your Master and you disagree; For I shall never have you 'tis plain, You offer'd your Bond, but all in vain, Cease you clown, cease you clown, it will not doe, tho' you come, tho' you come, every every day to wooe John. Then yet more my Joany I have, Oh think not pray, thy Johnny a slave; I was free born i'le make it appear, My father left me five Marks a year: Believe me Joan, believe me Joan, I tell you true, I will come, I will come, every every day to wooe
Joan. Come, come, it is no time for delay, Hark John your Mistris calls you away: We must not so suddain agree, For what will the Maids think all of me: Say my John, say my John, is this not true? You cannot by'th Mass, you cannot come every every day to wooe. John. Fear not my Joan, for by this Kiss, They cannot think on it amiss; Each on 'um wo'd, and wisht the like, And conquer'd by Love, they would soon strike: Say my Joan, say my Joan, is this not true? I cannot I cannot come every every day to wooe. Joan. Well John, you have charm'd me I see, My love thou hast won, I yield it to thee, Though with soft sighs it is exprest, Yet Johnny is lodged in my Breast: Say my John, say my John, what must we doe? You must come, you must come every every day to woo John. Oh speak it again my dear John, Can it be so quickly that thou art my own; I'le hug thee, i'le Buss thee, now for this, Thou art my joy, and all my bliss: Say my Joan, say my Joan, is this not true? Now i'le come, now i'le come every every day to [wooe.] Well, when is the time you design, That'th Parson in Wedlock may both of u[s] [?] John. Uds-foot Joan, to morrow let's meet, And then we'l do all things compleat: Say my Joan, say my Joan, does it please you? Then i'le come, then i'le come every every day to wooe.
Printed for P. Brooksby, at the near the Hospital-gate in West-smithfield.