%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> The Secret Lover. / OR: / The Jealous Father Beguil'd. / Loves passion is not easily kept under, / Nor faithful Lovers to be kept asunder; / Because you know the Proverb it is so, / That Love will creep, when as it cannot go. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center Director Patricia Fumerton 1672-1672 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 04/27/2011 30833

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R228517 2 a West-Countrey Tune UNKNOWN A West-Country Tune Alack for my love I must dye UNKNOWN Alack For My Love I Must Die A Dainty spruce young Gallant, / that lived in the West, And sing go from my Window love go. [with variation] Roxburghe Ballads Editor None None None None Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 2: 401 The Secret Lover. / OR: / The Jealous Father Beguil'd. / Loves passion is not easily kept under, / Nor faithful Lovers to be kept asunder; / Because you know the Proverb it is so, / That Love will creep, when as it cannot go. The Secret Lover. OR: The Jealous Father Beguil’d. Loves passion is not easily kept under, Nor faithful Lovers to be kept asunder; Because you know the Proverb it is so, That Love will creep, when as it cannot go. The Secret Lover. OR: The Jealous Father Beguiled. Love's passion is not easily kept under, Nor faithful Lovers to be kept asunder; Because you know the Proverb it is so, That Love will creep, when as it cannot go. 1672-1672 P. Brooksby

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A Dainty spruce young Gallant, that lived in the West, He courted a young Lady, and real love profest: And coming one night to her, his mind he thus exprest; And sing go from my Window love go. What is my Love a sleeping, or is my Love awake? Who knocketh at the Window, who knocketh there so late? It is your true love Lady, that for your sake doth wait, And sing go from the Window love go.
Then open me your Fathers Gate and do not me deny; But grant to me your true love, or surely I shall dye: I dare not open now the Gates, for fear my Father spy; And sing go from my window love go. O Dearest be not daunted, thou needest not to fear; Thy Father may be sleeping, our loves he shall not hear: Then open it without delay, my joy and only Dear. And sing go from the window go.
MY Father he doth watch me, his jealousie is so: If he should chance to catch me, O then what should we do? Therefore I dare not venture, my dear to open now. And sing go from my window love go. I wish there were no Hinges, nor yet no Key nor Lock; That I might come unto my love, now she is in her Smock: O peace and be contented, I hear my Father knock: And sing go from my window go. O Daughter dear why are you out of your Bed so late; O Father I am very sick, and in distressed state: Methinks I hear some body under your Window prate: And sing go from my window go. O Father tis the Watch-men, this Evening passing by; Hark-how a faithful Lover, can frame a pritty lye: O Daughter I command you unto your Bed to hye: And sing go from, etc.
Dear Father I obey you, and quickly I am gone; But yet I am not willing to leave my Love alone: So soon as you are Sleeping, I down again will come: And sing go from, etc. And then she sent her Maiden unto her Chamber straight; And came unto her true Love, who at the Door did wait: And opend him the Wickit, for all it was so late: And sing go from, etc. Then softly he did enter, and to the Lady said: My Love there is no Danger, we cannot be betrayd: Let us enjoy our Pleasure, and never be afraid: And sing go from, etc. And thus this Faithful Couple, their wishes had at last, For all her Jealous Father, the sweets of love they taste: And when the day appeared, her Love away did haste: And sing go from my window love go.
Printed for P. Brooksby, at the Golden-ball near the Hospital-gate, in West-smithfield.