%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> A Warning for Maides: / Or the false dissembling,, cogging, / Cunning, cozening young Man, / Who long did try and use his skill, / To wo a coy young Maid to his will / And when he had obtain'd her love, / To her he very false did prove. Crimsal, Richard University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center Director Patricia Fumerton 1634-1634 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 04/26/2011 30302

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S118365 2 a dainty new tune, called, No, no, not I UNKNOWN A Dainty New Tune, Called, No, No, Not I the same tune UNKNOWN The Same Tune ALl in a May morning in the merry month of May / into the green Meddowes I did take my way, ILe be thy maintainer, thou shalt know no want, / then let no disparagement my sweetheart daunt: But she answered him scornfully, no no not I. [with variation] This Maid had forgot to say, no, no not I. [with variation] Roxburghe Ballads Editor None None None None Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 448 1: 449 A Warning for Maides: / Or the false dissembling,, cogging, / Cunning, cozening young Man, / Who long did try and use his skill, / To wo a coy young Maid to his will / And when he had obtain'd her love, / To her he very false did prove. A Warning for Maides: Or the false dissembling,, cogging, Cunning, cozening young Man, Who long did try and use his skill, To wo a coy young Maid to his will And when he had obtain’d her love, To her he very false did prove. A Warning for Maids: Or the false dissembling,, cogging, Cunning, cozening young Man, Who long did try and use his skill, To woo a coy young Maid to his will And when he had obtained her love, To her he very false did prove. Crimsal, Richard 1634-1634 Iohn Wright

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ALl in a May morning in the merry month of May into the green Meddowes I did take my way, There I heard a young Man to his Love make reply, But she answered him scornfully, no no not I. Sweet heart quoth this young Man, my love is intire, my heart is inflamed with Cupids hot fire. Your love I intreat, why should you deny? But she answered him scornfully, no, no not I. O sweet tis thy love that I doe so much crave, and I will maintain you still gallant and brave. Faire Mistresse, for your love I certain shall die, Quoth she, away foolish man, I care not I. Will you seek to wrong a Man in such a case? if I die for love, it will be your disgrace, I hope you will yeeld me some other reply. But she answered him scornfully, no, no not I. Sweet, have you no more regard of a young man? I will strive to doe thee all the good I can, Methinks you should yeeld unto me by and by, But she answered him scornfully, no, no not I.
And if that all Maids should be of your mind, then what would or should become of us mankind? Sweet let you and I now try our destiny, But she answered him scornfully, no, no not I. Pray what is the reason? I am young and faire, besides you doe know I am my Fathers heire: Sweet let me intreat your love and courtesie, But she answered him scornfully, no, no not I. For vaulting or leaping, or such exercises, for dancing or skipping I still win the prises, Come grant me thy favour my pretty pigsnie, But she answered him scornfully, no, not I. I am in all parts most compleat like a man, and I can doe as much as any can: Then prethee sweet heart doe not my love deny, Now she answerd him kindly, sweet Love not I. If gold will content thee, why gold thou shalt have, or any thing else that thou canst wish or crave: Tis onely on thy love that I doe rely, Now she had forgot to say, no, no not I.
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ILe be thy maintainer, thou shalt know no want, then let no disparagement my sweet heart daunt: Thou shalt be my Bride, and Ile love thee truly. This Maid had forgot to say, no, no not I. With sweet salutations these Lovers did part, he calld her his joy, and she calld him sweet heart, Yet after this young Man his Love did deny, As I will declare unto you, by and by. In little space after she met with her Deare, desiring of him some farther newes to heare: She wished him to marry her immediatly, But he answered her scornfully, no, no not I. Sweet Love, nere deny me, thou knowst I am thine, and thou oft didst promise that thou wouldst be mine: Now thy bitter answer makes me mourn and cry, To heare thee say unto me, no, no not I. Faire Mistresse, remember, when I sued to you, you made a scoffe at me, and from me you flew: Now Ile give you leave to sigh, sob, and cry, Though you are disposd to wed, so am not I. When first I came to thee, to aske thy good will, thou madst a scorne of me, now I am as ill, I will not be tide for to wed by and by: Though you are disposd to wed, so am not I. Quoth she, will you prove so perjurd unto me? I am sorry that ere I consented to thee: Let no Maid trust young-men, for theyl falsifie: Canst thou answer scornfully, no, no not I?
Farewell thou false young-man, farewell and adue, the like said this wanton youth, farewell to you. Now I doe see Maidens can love men truely: But I never meane to wed, no, no not I. Was ever poore Maiden in such a like case, to yeeld to undoing, and such foule disgrace? I might have been wise, and still made this reply: I will never yeeld to thee, no, no not I. Ile never trust false young-man for his sake, I had warning before, yet no warning could take: These young-men will promise and present deny, Ile never trust false tongue more, no, no not I. Now shall I be mocked of other young Maids, theyl flout me, and say, see how her colour fades: She is sick for love, and forsooth theyl cry: Her Love now hath left her, and her doth deny. But I wish all them that laugh me to scorne, hereafter beware, and escape the like harm: For young-men are cunning, and full of policy: But Ile never trust them more, no, no not I. I am not the first that hath so been deceived, yet of a great number nere was one more grieved. But now alas I can find no remedy: Ile nere trust false young-man more, no, no not I.
R. Climsall FINIS. Printed at London for John Wright the younger, dwel- ling at the upper end of the Old-Bayley.