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3.235 R174356 1 Bonny sweet Robin Bonny Sweet Robin; My Robin is to the Greenwood Gone Bonny Sweet Robin FAir Angel of England thy beauty most bright,/ Is all my hearts pleasure, my joy and delight O Wanton King Edward thy labour is vain,/ To follow the pleasure thou canst not attain. Pepys 3.235 Wing C6609[A]; Rollins (2) 2200 (March 1, 1600, III, 157, Wm. White) [cols 1-2]; Rollins (2) 823 (December 14, 1624, IV, 132) [cols 1-2]; Rollins (2) 2201 (March 1, 1675, ii, 497) [cols 1-2]; Rollins (2) 827 (March 1, 1600, III, 157, Wm. White) [cols 3-4]. 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: 235 A Courtly New Ballad of the Princely Wooing of the fair maid of London, by King Edward, A Courtly New Ballad of the Princely Wooing of the fair maid of London, by King Edward, A Courtly New Ballad of the Princely Wooing of the Fair Maid of London, by King Edward, The fair maid of Londons Answer to King Edvards wanton Love. The fair maid of Londons Answer to King Edvards wanton Love. The Fair Maid of London's Answer to King Edward's Wanton Love. 1/2 sheet oblong folio, ?215 x 317 bottom left corner torn, creased 1684-1686 Printed for I. Clarke, W. Thackeray, and T. Passinger. J. Clarke, W. Thackeray, T. Passinge Blagden

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F Air Angel of England thy beauty most bright, Is all my hearts pleasure, my joy and delight Then grant me fair Lady thy true love to be, that I may say welcome good fortune to me. The Turtle so chast and true in her love, By gentle perswasions her fancy will move Then be not intreated fair Lady in vain, For nature requireth what I should obtain. The Phenix so famous that liveth alone, Is vowed to chastity being but one, But be not my darling so chast in desire, Least thou like the phenix dost pennance in fire. But alas gentle Lady I pitty your state, In being resolved to live without Mate: For if of our courting the pleasure you knew, You would have a likeing the same to ensue. Long time I have sued the same to obtain, Yet I am requited with scornful disdain, But if you will grant your good will unto me, You shall be advanced to princely degree. Promations and honour may often entice, The chastest that liveth though never so nice What woman so worthy but could be content, To live in a pallace where princes frequent? Two brides young and princely to church I have led [Tw]o Ladies now lately have decked my bed:
Yet hath thy love taken more root in my heart, Then all there contentments whereof I had part your gentle heart cannot mens hearts much abide, And women least angry when most they do chide: Then yield to me kindly & say that at length, Men they want mercy and poor women strength. I grant that fair Ladies may poor men resist And Princes may conquer & woe who they list, A King may command her to lye by his side, Whose feature deserveth to be a kings bride. In granting your love you shall purchase renown, Your head shall be crowned with Englands crown thy garments most gallant of gold shall be wrought if true love with treasure with the may be bought. Great Ladies of honour shall tend on thy train Most richly attired with Scarlet in grain: My chamber most Princely thy person shall keep where Virgins with Musick shall rock thee a sleep. If any pleasures thy heart can invent, Command them sweet Lady thy mind to content, For Kings gallant courts where princes doe dwell, Afford such sweet pastime as Ladies love well. Then be not resolved to dye a true Maid, But print in thy bosome these words I have said, And grant a king favour your true love to be, That I may say welcome sweet Virgin to me
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O Wanton King Edward thy labour is vain, To follow the pleasure thou canst not attain, With getting thou losest and having dost want it, The which if thou purchast is spoild if thou hast it But if thou obtainst it thou nothing hast won, And I losing nothing yet quite am undone, But if of my jewel a King do deceive me, No K. can restore though a kingdom he give me. My colour is changed since thou seest me last My favour is vanish't my beauty is past, The rosie red blushes that sat in my cheecks, To paleness is turned, which all men dislikes. I pass not for princes for love to protest, The name of a virgin contenteth me best, I have not deserved to lye by his side, Nor yet to be counted for K. Edwards Bride. The name of a Princess I never did crave, No such tipe of honour thy hand-maid will have My breast shall not harbour so lofty a thought, Nor be with rich proffers to wantonness brought. If wild wanton Rosamand one of our sort, Had never frequented K. Henries fair Court; Such heaps of deep sorrow she never had seen Nor tasted the rage of so jealous a Queen. All men have there freedom to shew their intent, They win not a woman except she consent:
Who then can impute to them any fault, Who still go upright untill men do hault. Tis counted a kindness in men for to try, And vertue in women the same to deny: For women unconstant can never be prov'd Untill by their betters therein they be mov'd. If women and modesty once do but sever, Then farewel good name and credit for ever, And Royal King Edward let me be excil'd, E[']re any man knows my body's defil'd. No no my fathers reverend tears, Too deep an impression within my heart bears, Nor shall his bright honour that blot by me have, To bring his gray hairs with grief to the grave. The heavens forbid that when I shall dye, That any such sin should upon me lye, If I have thus kept me from doing this sin, My heart shall not yield with a prince to begin. Come rather with pity and weeep on my tomb Then for my birth curse my dear mothers womb That brought forth a blossom that stained the tree, With wanton desires to shame her and me. Leave me most noble king, tempt not in vain, My Milk-white affection with lewdness to stain though England will give me no comforts at all, Yet England will give me a sad burial.
Printed for J. Clarke, W. Thackeray, and T. Passinger.