%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> The crost Couple, OR / A good Misfortune. / Which in a pleasant Ditty discovers, The fortunate cross of a couple of Lovers. 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 03/01/2012 31728

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1 To a New Northern Tune, much in fashion Crossed Couple, The; Tantara Rara Tantivy To a New Northern Tune, much in fashion ILle tell you a tale no stranger than true, / The sport on't is old, but the Sonnet is new of a fa la la la la la [with variation] Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 56 The crost Couple, OR / A good Misfortune. / Which in a pleasant Ditty discovers, The fortunate cross of a couple of Lovers. The crost Couple, OR A good Misfortune. Which in a pleasant Ditty discovers, The fortunate cross of a couple of Lovers. The crossed Couple, OR A good Misfortune. Which in a pleasant Ditty discovers, The fortunate cross of a couple of Lovers. 1674-1674 F Coles T Vere J Wright and J Clarke

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ILle tell you a tale no stranger than true, of a fa la la la la la The sport ont is old, but the Sonnet is new tis a fa la la etc The story sprung from under a Bush From a tongue & a tune as sweet as a thrush But I fear it will make a fair Lady to blush with a fa etc. Nay do not turn your faces away with a fa etc. Heres nothing that can your Vertue betray with a fa etc. Let not your fancies look a squint, The Author would never have put it in Print If there had been any uncivil word int but a fa etc. I tell you no tales of Battels & fights with a fa etc. Of wonders of Monsters of Goblins or sprights, with a fa etc. Nor yet of a Thief that got a reprieve I do not intend your spirits to grieve [My storys as old as Adam & Eve with a fa etc.]
I went to walk one Evening-tide with a fa etc. My fancy did lead me by a Woodside with a fa etc. Twas in the prime of all the spring Which giveth delight to every thing, I saw a Maid listen to hear a man sing to her fa etc. The tempting dressings that she was in with a fa etc. Would almost seduce a new Saint to the sin with a fa etc. She was a fair & lovely maid About her wast his Arm he laid The beautifulst baggage is soonest betraid to a fa etc. I got me strait up into a tree with a fa etc. Where I might see all, and no man see me with a fa etc. The tree was thick and full of growth The top ont did hover so over them both [That if I had fell, I had dropt in her mouth or her fa etc.]
There many amorous glances they cast with a fa etc. But that was not all, the best is at last with a fa etc. Something it seems the youth would do Which she would not consent unto Have patience, & you shall know ere you go with a fa etc. When laid on her side, she turnd to the tree with her fa etc. I durst have sworn she had lookd upon me with her fa etc. He many points of division did run But she cry[]d out no, I shall be undone He tund up his pipes though, & thus he begun to her fa etc. Oh come my own dear lets dally a while with a fa etc. Thou hast quickend my spirits now with a smile and thy fa etc. The trembling of thy lips do show Thou hast no power to say me no Which makes me have a moneths mind unto thy fa etc. This hearty kisse is a sign thou wilt yield to thy fa etc. The white of thy eyes speak peace in the field with a fa etc. Then for a Vail to hide thy face Ile clod thee with a sweet embrace Theres many would wish that they were in thy place with their fa etc. Oh do not sigh to hear me intice, with a fa etc. Thou ner hadst been got hath thy mother been nice with her fa etc. Then prethee put me out of my pain For I am now in a merry vain Lets play at that game, where the losers do gain with their fa etc. But oh my own dear why lyest thou so still with thy fa etc. Art thou in a swound or what is thy will with thy fa etc. I prethee joy take no such grief, Since I am so near to thy relief Oh let me play the amorous Thief with thy fa etc.
My dearest of all, why holdst thou so fast with a fa etc Ile swear we will marry if thou wilt make has[t] with thy fa etc. Cupid doth give us leave to play Thy very blushes do betray That thou dost interpret what I have to say with a fa etc. Then on her brow her vail she spread with a fa etc. As if he had been going to cut off her head with his fa etc. He with his Lips her mouth did wipe, And gave her many an earnest gripe For just now my Lady was yielding ripe with her fa etc. In what a fret was I in the tree with a fa etc. That I had not then another by me with her fa etc. Then I perceivd they whisperd a while With many fair pleadings he did her beguile Sure something he shewd her which made her sm[ile] with a fa etc. He said he was sure he could not be spyd with a fa, etc. But I if I durst could have told him he lyd with his fa etc. I feard I should be brought to light She so often cast up her Eyes so bright The pleasures of Love did so dazle her sight and her fa etc. My Gamester could no longer forbear her fa etc. No more should I if I had been there by her fa etc. I turnd and served my body round, To see my gallant scale the Town But his getting up made me tumble down with a fa etc Such was my fate, no mischief I had with a fa etc. My Lovers both run as if theyd been mad with their fa etc. And now I hope a warning twill be How they in such sinful pleasures agree For fear of the Devil that fell from the tree with his fa la la la la la la.
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