%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> The Northampton-shire Lovers: / OR, / No wealth can compare unto true Love: / Young men and Maids that delight to hear / How Lovers Couple, pray draw near; / And in this Sonnet you may find / A fancy that may please your mind. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center Director Patricia Fumerton 1674-1674 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 04/26/2011 30476

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R216130 3 Loves down fall UNKNOWN Love's Downfall Of true Love rewarded with loyalty UNKNOWN Of True Love Rewarded With Loyalty the same Tune UNKNOWN The Same Tune IN Summer time when leaves are green, / and Flora in her rich aray: Tho foolish Knacks some maids entice, / to yield unto a young mans will; Roxburghe Ballads Editor None None None None Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 3: 180 3: 181 The Northampton-shire Lovers: / OR, / No wealth can compare unto true Love: / Young men and Maids that delight to hear / How Lovers Couple, pray draw near; / And in this Sonnet you may find / A fancy that may please your mind. 1674-1674 F. Coles, T. Vere, J. Wright and J. Clark

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IN Summer time when leaves are green, and Flora in her rich aray: With all sorts of flowers so sweet, she had bedeckt the fields so gay. I espyed a young man and a maid, a walking in the cool oth day; The young man he was not afraid, but these words unto her did say. Man. Oh turn to me my own Dear heart, and I my self will turn to thee; For thou and I will never part, whilst life and breath remains in me. Thou knowest these long seven years & more, we two together have been in love; And I have slackend my desires, only thy passions for to prove. But heres my hand, no longer I no further trial will I make, But love thee till the day I dye, therefore my Bride I mean to take.
I have six horses at my Plow, and six more in my Stable stand; And here to thee I make a vow, They all shall be at they command. Besides my grounds they are well stockt, for thee to walk in to and fro; In truth my Dear I do not mock, if thou canst love me tell me so. Maid. Your words, good Sir, are very fair, ten times better then I do deserve; Yet tis good for me to have a care, lest you from them should quickly swarve. For young mens tongues now in these dayes, they are so tipt with words so fair, A maidens beauty they will praise, till they have caught her in a snare But if yonders Bower was full of gold, and thou couldst give it unto me, Until Im wed, I never would lose one dram of my Virginity.
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Tho foolish Knacks some maids entice, to yield unto a young mans will; Then leave them in fools Paradice, and of repenting they have their fill. For hasty marriage neer proves good, so it behoves me to be coy; Altho Im young I understand that in my freedoms all my joy. So for this time, good Sir, adew, my Mother she for me doth stay; And when I hear your heart is true, you then shall hear what I will say. Till then what ever me betide, let wealth or sorrow come to me, Until that I am made a Bride, I never mean to turn to thee. Man. But wilt thou be gone my love and joy, and leave me in this place alone, The cherping Birds will cease their notes, to hear me make my grievous moan. The waters which are here so deep, without a shroud my grave shall be; My body shall the fishes feed, if once you do depart from me. Therefore as thourt a Virgin pure, and I think thee to be no less, Some comfort now to me procure, to ease my grief and heaviness. Be not a talk to other maids, that they behind your back should say, She was so peevish and so coy, she cast her first true love away. Then turn to me my own dear heart, and I my self will turn to thee; For thou and I will never part, whilst life and breath remains in me. Maid. I would not for ten thousand Worlds, that any friend of mine should say; I was so peevish and so coy, to cast my dearest love away. But where he is I cannot tell, no, nor yet do I know his name; Yet you pretend that you art him, with protestations on the same. Yet a further trial I will have, ere that the true loves knot I tye;
Before Ill match to be a slave, Id rather by this knife to dye. Tho some dont look before they leap, I will be weary of such things; For whilst Im single I live well, but marriage many troubles brings. You say youve House, you say youve Land, yet all that does not please my mind, Your looks doth shew you dogged are, and wilt not to a Wife prove kind. Then what will riches profit me, if I have not a quiet life: A Lady that lives discontentedly, shed better be a Hoggerds wife. Man. I can say no less, my only dear, these words are true you tell to me: When man and wife doth live at strife, be sure no blessing there can be. But a loving man of me thoust find, As any lives beneath the Sun, I ever to thee will prove kind, Ill neer think much of what thoust done. My promise I will keep and hold, so long as life remains in me, If thou wants Silver or good Gold, I strait will give it unto thee. Therefore the bargain let us seal with a kiss or two that is so sweet. And so much then he did prevail, that lovingly she did him greet. Now she no longer doth seem coy; and this is all the young mans song, Now I have gained my love and joy, we will be wedded ere be long. And what he spoke he did fulfil, so far as I do understand, They went to Church with friends good will, and strait was married out of hand. Thus all young Lovers they may learn, where ever they do go or come: Young men if once a bargain you make, be sure that you do strike it home. For long delays does neer prove good, a modest and a civil Girl, Tho she is poor and thou art rich, yet love outpasses Gold or Pearl.
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