%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> Love in a MAZE: / OR, The Young-man put to his Dumps. / Here in this Song you may behold and see / A gallant Girl obtain'd by Wit and Honesty; / All you that hear my Song, and mark it but aright, / Will say true love's worth gold, and breeds delight. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center Director Patricia Fumerton 1684-1684 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 05/08/2012 32437

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R216178 LAte in the morning as I abroad was walking, / All in a Meado green, I heard two Lovers talking; Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 229146 Love in a MAZE: / OR, The Young-man put to his Dumps. / Here in this Song you may behold and see / A gallant Girl obtain'd by Wit and Honesty; / All you that hear my Song, and mark it but aright, / Will say true love's worth gold, and breeds delight. Love in a MAZE: OR, The Young-man put to his Dumps. Here in this Song you may behold and see A gallant Girl obtain'd by Wit and Honesty; All you that hear my Song, and mark it but aright, Will say true love's worth gold, and breeds delight. Love in a MAZE: OR, The Young man put to his Dumps. Here in this Song you may behold and see A gallant Girl obtained by Wit and Honesty; All you that hear my Song, and mark it but aright, Will say true love's worth gold, and breeds delight. Printer Alex. Milbourn 1684-1684 Alex. Milbourn

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LAte in the morning as I abroad was walking, All in a Meadow green, I heard two Lovers talking; With kisses sweet the young-man her Saluted, Then I drew near to hear what they disputed: Then I drew near to hear what they disputed. Young-man. Fair Maid, quoth he, this merry morning, Present one smile to me, and be no longer scorning; Him who hath vowd to be thine own forever, O say but to me, Our Loves shall never sever: O say but to me, etc. Maid. Indeed Sir, quoth she, it is a misty morning, But I would have you to know I always hated scorning, And as for love, as yet I mean to smother, I know not one as yet I love better than another. I know not one, etc. Young-man. True love, sweet-heart, quod he, if ere you chance to know it, It cannot smothered be, but at last youll show it; The first time I beheld thy sweet and comely carriage, I ever since desired that we were joynd in marriage: I ever since desired, etc. Maid. Love Sir, quoth she, is like a Fishers Angle, Which oft hath golden baits silly Maidens to intangle, Are cunningly cast out by young mens false inventions, Then marriage theyll pretend where tis not their inten-tions, then marriage theyll pretend, etc. Young-man. O tis so, my Dear, true love is like a fountain That casts out water clear out of a Rocky Mountain, Whose stream for to stop youll say it is a wonder, Likewise tis as strange to cleave the Rocks in sunder: Likewise [tis as strange to c]leave the R[ocks in sunder.]
Such is my love to thee, and shall be ever, No unconstant thoughts or fickle mind can sever My heart from thee, which always shall be bringing Fountains clear & fresh, that from true love is springin[g] Fountains clear and fresh, etc. Maid. Your comparison, said she, I must confess is witty, To stay the stream of Love it were a pitty; But your heart you compare indeed to rocky mountains, For stony oft they are, and cast out several fountains. For stony oft they are, etc. As from some fountain several Streams are running, So many feigned loves you oft have by your cunning; Tis hard to pierce your flinty heart asunder, And stop your fickle streams, it is a wonder: And stop your, etc. Young-man. Fie, fie, Sweet-heart, your wit doth over-match me, No words I can impart but presently you catch me: You Maidens now each day do grow so coy and witty, Let young-men beg & pray, youll take of them no pitty. Let young-men beg, etc. Maid. Fie, away for shame, you young-men can dissemble, Your wits are ripe, your tongues are quick and nimble, Indeed youll beg & pray sometimes to get your pleasure, Then leave us in the lurch, & we may repent at leisure: then leave us in the lurch, etc. Young-man. Confest it is, theres many are so minded, Bue if thou wouldst prove my Constancy, thoult find it Do thou but command, through danger I will enter, And for to gain thy love, through an army I would venter And for to gain thy lo[ve, etc.]
SWeet-heart Id have you know I never could dissemble, And my complements are slow, my tongue was never nimble; Tis none but loyal love makes me come unto thee, It is not for thy wealth but vertue that I love thee. it is not for thy wealth but vertue that I love thee. With that a Bush of May this lovely Maid espyed, Near to a bank of Time, whereto she quickly hyed, Down she pluckt the May that was so green and tender, And up she pluckt the time with her pritty Arms so slen-der: and up she pluckt, etc. She stuck the bush of May in Time, and did present it Unto this Young-man, which was soon discontented; Here, Sir, quoth she, if that you will be eased, Read but this Riddle, Sir, perhaps you may be pleased. Read but, etc. Young[-]man. He took it from her hand and receivd it as a token, Then in a dump did stand, & never a word was spoken; Blushing, then at last he modestly replyed, Your Riddle I can read, Love, and shall not be denied, Your Riddle, etc. This May stuck in Time, which is to me presenting, Shews that I may in time gain your love & not contenting Which if I may, Ill stay your time and leisure, No time Ill think too long, so at last I gain the treasure, no time, etc. He took her by the hand and lovingly they walked, But tied in Cupids bands most amorously they talked, Then on each other smild with interchanging kisses, O tis pitty time beguiled such Lovers of their blisses. O tis pitty, etc. Perhaps, sweet Sir, you by this Riddle reading, May think you gained me by little or no perswading, Which if you did, it is yet at my pleasure, I am not bound to you yet, but you must stay my leisure. I am not, etc. Then let this heart within this breast lies panting, No happiness ere see, but let joys be ever wanting; If ere I think an Evil thought upon thee, Let mirth be banisht quite, and sorrow wait upon me. let mirth, etc.
If it be so, quoth she, thou bearest such true affection, Hereafter Ill agree to be ruld by thy direction; No friend shall sever or break our loves asunder, For loyal loving hearts will be the worlds wonder. for loyal, etc. The Time that late was mine to thee shall be presented, All that I have is thine, then rest thyself contented; Thy Gallant wit, thy Modesty and Carriage, Hath won my heart, we will be joined in marriage. hath won, etc. Young-man. He took her at her word, and modestly replied, Short time I will afford, long time shall be denied; This being the first of May, our hearts being joind and wedded Before the fifth day in wedlock well be bedded. before, etc. Nine hundred pound with this maiden he obtained, On marriage day was paid, which by his wit he gained; Altho no means he had, she never a whit repented, He was a gallant Lad, and she was well contented. he was, etc. Now all you prity Maids that live in Town or City, The Author you perswades to learn from this his ditty, If a young man you love, look not then for his treasure, For if he honest prove in him is wealth and pleasure: for if, etc. You Young-men Ill perswade to hear my motion, For if you affect a maid, regard not then her portion; Hang ten pounds, give me the Lass that loves me, If a good wife thoust found, no Joy on Earths above thee if a good, etc. Young-men and maids that lately went a Maying, Mark the Nightingale, one tune hes always playing, Jug, jug, jug, sweet, is all the note she singeth, As when loyal Lovers meet, no double tongues they bring[e-]th as when, etc. All you pritty Maids that are civil in your carriage, This Song is sent to you to be wary in your marriage: Try before you trust, be careful in consenting, That when the knot is tied, there may be no repenting, that when the knot is tied, there may be no repenting.
FINIS Printed by and for Alex. Milbourn, at the Stationers-Arms in Green Arbor-Court, in the Little Old-Baily.