%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> Take time while 'tis offerd. / For Tom has broke his word with his sweeting, / And lost a good wife for an houres meeting, / Another good-fellow has gotten the Lasse, / And Tom may go shake his long eares like an Asse. Parker, Martin University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center Director Patricia Fumerton 1633-1633 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 04/22/2011 30271

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S119383 2 the same tune UNKNOWN The Same Tune Within the North country UNKNOWN Within the North Country VVHen Titans fiery Steeds / Were lodged in the West, THis night he promised me / To meet at fiue a clock Roxburghe Ballads Editor None None None None Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 396 1: 397 Take time while 'tis offerd. / For Tom has broke his word with his sweeting, / And lost a good wife for an houres meeting, / Another good-fellow has gotten the Lasse, / And Tom may go shake his long eares like an Asse. Take time while ‘tis offerd. For Tom has broke his word with his sweeting, And lost a good wife for an houres meeting, Another good-fellow has gotten the Lasse, And Tom may go shake his long eares like an Asse. Take time while it is offered. For Tom has broke his word with his sweetheart, And lost a good wife for an hours meeting, Another good fellow has gotten the Lass, And Tom may go shake his long ears like an Ass. Parker, Martin 1633-1633 Richard Harper

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WHen Titans fiery Steeds Were lodged in the West, And every beast and featherd fowle, Betooke themselves to rest. Abroad I walked then To take the evenings ayre, Hard by a gentle gliding streame I saw a damosell fayre. Sweet Tom, quoth she, make haste, Why dost thou stay so long?If thou dost not thy promise keep, Alas thou dost me wrong. Thou knowest I ventured have To meet thee here to night, Why then wilt thou for my true love, Me churlishly requite? If that my mother knew That I this time was missing, To meet with thee, sheed sweare that I Should never have her blessing.
Yet is my love so fixt, Though I were sure to die, I would be sure to meet with thee, Love lends me wings to fly. But now I well perceive, When mayds love yong men best, They use them like their servile slaves, And thus am I opprest. At first they wooe and pray, And many oathes they sweare, Untill like birds they have them caught Into their crafty snare. Then will they us reject, And scorne us to our face; Thus for our kindnesse oft we are Rewarded with disgrace. This I my selfe have proved That here I do report. For he to whom I gave my heart Makes me his laughing sport.
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THis night he promised me To meet at five a clock, Which houres long past, therefore I doubt With me he doth but mock. While I sit sighing here, Hes bragging to his mates, That his sweet-heart within the fields, Now for his comming waits. Thus like a Lion fierce, He insulteth ore his prey, Alas there is no remedy, Being bound, I must obey. Hard hearted creature here To serve me in this kinde, His flattring tong hath wrought my bane, As now with griefe I finde. Alas what shall I do, I am possest with feare, For rather then Ile homeward go, My life Ile finish here. For if that I go home, My father he will brawle, My mother she will second him, And thats the worst of all. Sheele tell me I have been A gadding after Tom, Sheele sweart Ile never leave these tricks, Till I come leaden home. If he would meet me here, Those words I well could beare, For when that I am armd with love, Their taunts I do not feare. Sweet Tom make haste away, Or else I shall despaire, For home untill I see thy face I meane not to repayre.
What should the reason be, That thou wilt me neglect, For I have cast thy betters off Thy person to affect. If me thou dost forsake. Looke nere to finde the like; Me thinks experience might thee teach, While the Irons hot to strike. My portion is not small, My parentage not base, My looking-glasse informes me that I have a comely face. Yet have I made a choyce Against my parents will, With one so meane, who cruelly My tender heart doth kill. I hearing her say so, Did boldly to her come, The night was darke, and she beleeved That I was her owne Tom. She blamd my tarrying long, Which I did well excuse, I prayd her wend along with me, Which she did not refuse: Supposing all this while That I had been her Tom; She swore she had rather go with me, Then to go ever home. Thus Tom has lost his Lasse Because he broke his vow, And I have raysd my fortunes well, The case is alterd now.
FINIS. M.P. Printed for Richard Harper.