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PART I. YOU young men and maidens that to love belong, Come draw near, and listen awhile to my song, And I make no question but this ditty Must please many persons both in town and city. It is of a nobleman that I do write, No less than a duke, at the play-house one night, A charming fair creature he happend to spy. Who much like an angel appeard in his eye. He went for diversion to pleasure his mind, That he was so smitten, and Cupid we find Was the chief actor, and such anticks playd, That this noble person unto his man said. Follow this fair lady wherever she doth go, And where she houses come and let me know; And upon my honour to-morrow Ill see Whose daughter she is, and if my bride shell be. The play being over, away went the man, And found that this lady livd in the Strand; Then strait to his master he went, and did tell, Where she did live, which pleased him well. With his coach and six, and attendants next day, Unto this here house he rattled away; And found twas a draper, there I protest, Who gazd at the star that appeard on his breast. The duke said, Old father, tell unto me, How many you have in your family; The draper replyd, a kind loving wife, A maid, and a daughter I love as my life. The duke said, Last night I saw at the play, A creature, whose beauty my eyes did betray; Im told tis your daughter, whose beauty so shind, Now let me see her, sir, pray be so kind. She came to his presence. When he saw her face, With these kind words he did her embrace: Fair lady, Your beauty so charmeth me, Without your consent unhappy I be. Like a modest creature to blush she was seen, And made him this answer, My birth is too mean For your noble person; I must be content With some meaner fortune. Then away she went. He said to her father, I am apt to think Tradesmen are so taxed that you may want chink; I look for no fortune, if she can love me, A lady of honour she quickly shall be. Her father said, Gain her love, as I live Ten thousand pounds with her I will give. He said, Never fear but her love I can gain, Then adieu, my father, till I come again.
The duke being gone, her father did say, To bring you to honour, dear, this is the way; This man is a person of honour and fame, And if you refuse him, you are much to blame. She said, Loving father, I needs must tell you, This is a hard thing you request me to do: And as she spoke, her eyes did overflow, The cause of her weeping you soon shall know. At last with much courting, and presents beside, Persuading, she promised to be his bride; And great preparations were made for the day, But there was a stumbling block in the way. PART II. THey went to the church the marriage to embrace, But as they were marrying conscience in her face Flew in such a manner, that strait on the ground This beautiful damsel dropt into a swoon. This caused confusion, at last we hear, She fetchd a sigh, and some sense did appear; Then up she was raised the knot for to tie, But she dropt again, and said she should die. The minister said, this is some private thing, This maid hath acted, her conscience doth sting; Surely she is engaged to some other man, Or else for the honour of marriage shed stand. She fetchd a deep sigh, saying, What shall I do? The minister then took her into a pew; And then did ask her what made her grieve: With tears in her eyes an account she did give. Unto my fathers prentice wedded I be, And for that reason conscience wont let me Be wedded to another, since I am with-child. In being so hasty my fortune is spoild. The duke said, By me you have done very ill, To hold me so long. Thy husband Ill kill: He soon might have ended this terrible strife, By saying, Desist, she is my wedded wife, Then in a great passion away he did go, Unto her father, with sorrow and woe. In tears she returned, and when she came in. Her mother to check her thus did begin: O fie on you daughter! why did you thus run So into destruction, now you are undone; In being so hasty for to be a wife, You surely are ruind all the days of your life. The father said, Strumpet, pray hear what I say, Had you been prudent this self-same day You had been a lady to a noble peer, Now instead of honour poverty is here.
One farthing of portion, as I am a man, I never will give you, so shift as you can; For this private thing I will never own thee more, So to her grief she was turnd out of door. PART III. THEN instead of pleasure and mirth that day, Vexation and sorrow bore all the sway; The duke he was vexed, and her parents dear, Instead of good wine drank many a tear. For making his daughter his wedded wife, For his part the prentice doth lead a sad life; He could not be at quiet; so for to have ease, In the Royal Sovereign he went on the seas. She had a rich uncle that livd in Pall-Mall. Her griefs and sorrows to him she did tell: Saying, Loving uncle, do entertain me, Till my angry parents reconciled be. He said, To entertain thee, that will not I; As you have made your bed, so in it you may lie; For those that cross parents with love are not blest. So out she was turnd, then her sorrows encreasd. Her grief was searching and inwardly great, Her child lay panting and daily did beat; When the time was expired, she had a young son, And when deliverd her sorrows begun. In time of her weakness this woman indeed, Herself and poor innocent babe then to feed, A very rich locket, and a watch of gold, Six rings, and some trinkets she had then sold. Threescore and two guineas she had for the things, Tis an old saying that Riches have Wings. Threescore of the guineas the nurse away took And while she lay sleeping she her forsook. Being now among stranger[s] and small substance left, She said, Of all comforts and joy Im bereft; Never did young flower meet with such a blast; Im cropt in my bud and my pleasures are past. In pleasing my fancy, when I chose to wed, A world of sorrows Ive brought upon my head, Were my parents tender, and loving indeed, They would have pity and ease me with speed. I thought no offence, to my parents, or God, When I chose my flower, but I find the rod Of the Great Almighty is sore upon me; Alas! my dear infant, we starved shall be. As she sat lamenting: In the shape of a man The Devil appeard, as some witness can, And said, thy great sorrow we very well know, Tis thro unkind parents that you suffer so. I came from thy father, he sent me to thee, I tell thee he never will reconcild be; Thus instead of better the case must be worse, And such unkind parents Id have thee to curse. A blot in their scutcheons Id have thee to make, The trade of a town miss Id have thee to take; Your beauty is tempting, and if thou canst crack, Good fellows and guineas thou needst not to lack.
Theres none lives a life like a miss of the town Like ladies in pleasure they walk up and down: At the school of Venus they take their degree, Which would become such a beauty as thee. To lead such a life, and to suffer the while, Is a piece of nonsense; and as for the child, Which may hinder pleasure, the brat you may kill And then for diversion take pleasure at will. To hear this bad council she jealous did grow, She guessd him no man, and she found it so; She said, Thou deceiver, thy words I defy. Ere I will turn harlot Ill instantly die. Tho it is my hard fortune thus to be poor, Ill not kill the child, nor will I turn whore; Tis best to be honest, tho poor here on earth, Than wicked in place, and burn after death. Like a roaring lion you seek day and hour, Mankind to hurt, and them to devour; Then with the infant she fell down to pray, Which made the deceiver to vanish away. When he was gone, she said, Hard fates on me And seeing my parents thus hard-hearted be; Unto a foreign country away I will go, As they of my lamentable end may not know. PART IV. SHE went to the change, and herself did sell, Unto a captain who knew her father well; And when he had bought her, this captain indeed Did send for her father, who came with speed, And seeing his face she fell on her knees, And said, Dear honoured sir, if you please To give me your blessing, it is all I crave; Im sold to the captain, and am going his slave. This made his old eyes with tears to flow, He said unto her, I hope its not so: It neer shall be said, Thy fathers cruelty, Did prove his childs ruin, thou shalt go with me. One night thy mother was haunted with dream And thought she saw thee floating on the thames; And where to find thee none of us could tell: Come hither to me, and all shall be well. Being thus invited, she home did retire, When her mother saw her, she said, my desire I have obtained. Then with a smile She did embrace her, and likewise the child. The mother said, Daughter, you look most sad Where is the locket and jewels you had? A true account of her griefs they took, And having heard at both their heads shook. For staying away they both did her check, And put a gold locket about her neck; Rich rings on her fingers, and a watch by her side, Now she that was banishd does with parents abide For her sake young people may well be content In that thing calld marriage, when friends content Such things done in private may great honour blast And instea do f joy bring destruction at last.