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T191663 BAtchelors of e'ery Station, / Mark this strange but true Relation. Night and Morning for a Season, / In her Closet she would reason Early on a Summer's Morning / When bright Phoebus was adorning, As the gilded Coach stood ready, / The young Lawyer and the Lady. Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 289764 The BERKSHIRE Lady / In FOUR PARTS. / PART I. The BERKSHIRE Lady In FOUR PARTS. PART I. The BERKSHIRE Lady In FOUR PARTS. PART I. 1750-1750

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BAtchelors of eery Station, Mark this strange but true Relation. Which in brief to you I bring, Never was a stranger Thing. You shall find it worth your Hearing Loyal Love is most endearing, When it takes the deepest Root, Yielding Gold and Charms to boot. Some will wed for Store of Treasure But the greatest Joy and Pleasure Is in faithful Love, youll find, Graced with a noble Mind. Such a noble Disposition Had the Lady, with Submission, Of whom I this Sonnet write: Store of Wealth, and Beauty bright She had left by an old Grannum Full five thousand Pounds per Annum, Which she held without Controul: Thus she did in Riches roll. Tho she had vast Store of Riches, Which some Persons much bewitche Yet she bore a courteous Mind, Not in the least to Pride inclind. Many noble Persons courted This young Lady, tis reported But their Labour provd in vain They could not her Love obtain;
Tho she made a strong Resistance, Yet by Cupids kind Assistance She was conquerd after all. How it was, declare I shall. Being at a noble Wedding, Near the famous Town of Reading A young Gentleman she saw, Who belonged to the Law. As she viewd his sweet Behaviour. Every courteous Carriage gave her New Addition to her Grief, Forcd she was to seek Relief. Privately she then enquird About him she so admird, Both his Name and where he dwelt, Such were the hot Flames she felt, Then at Night this youthful Lady Calld her Coach, which being ready Homewards then she did return, But her Heart with Flames did burn.
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Night and Morning for a Season, In her Closet she would reason With herself, and often said, He has my poor Heart betrayd I that have so many slighted, Am at length as well requited, For my Griefs are not a few. Now I find what Love can do
He that has my Heart in Keepin Tho I for his Sake lie weeping. Little knows what Grief I feel, But Ill try it out with Steel. For I will a Challenge send him, And appoint where Ill attend him: In a Grove without Delay. By the Dawning of the Day. He shant in the least discover, That I am a wounded Lover: By the Challenge which I send, But for Justice I contend. He has caused such Distraction, And I will have Satisfaction. Which if he denies to give, One of us shall cease to live. Having thus her Mind revealed, She a Letter signd and sealed; Which when it came to his Hand, The young Man was at a stand. In the Letter she conjurd him, For to meet, and well assurd him, Recompence he must afford, Or dispute it with his Sword. Having read this strange Relation. He was in a Consternation; But advising with a Friend, He persuades him to attend. Be of Courage, and make ready, Faint Heart never won fair Lady, In regard it must be so, I along with you will go.
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Early on a Summers Morning When bright Phoebus was adorning. Every Bower with his Beams: This young Lady came it seems. At the Bottom of a Mountain, Near a pleasant crystal Fountain, There she left her gilded Coach, While she did the Grove approach. Coverd with a Mask, and walking, There she met her Lover talking, With a Friend that he had brought. So she asked whom he sought. I am challengd by a Gallant, And resolve to shew my Talent, Who he is I cannot say. But resolve to shew him play. (Lady) It was I that did invite you You shall wed me, or Ill fight you, Underneath those spreading Trees, Therefore choose you which you please.
You shall find I do not vapour, For I have a trusty Rapier, So now take your Choice said she, Either fight or marry me. Said he, Madam, pray what mean ye? In my Life I neer have seen ye, Pray unmask, your Visage show, Then Ill tell you ay or no. (Lady) I will not my Face uncover; Till the Marriage-Rites are over. Therefore take you which you will, Wed me, Sir, or try your Skill. Step within this pleasant Bower, With your Friend one single Hour, Strive your Mind to reconcile, I will wander here the while. While the beauteous Lady waited, The young Batchelor debated, What was best for to be done, Said his Friend, the Hazard run. If my Judgement may be trusted, Wed her, Sir, you cant be worsted, If shes rich, you rise to Fame, If shes poor, youre the same. He consented to be Married, All three in a Coach were carried, Unto the Church without Delay, Where he weds the Lady gay. Those sweet little Cupids hoverd, Round her Eyes, her Face was coverd with a Mask. He took her thus Just for berter or for worse. With a courteous kind Behaviour, She presents his Friend a Favour. Then she did dismiss him strait, That he might no longer wait.
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As the gilded Coach stood ready, The young Lawyer and the Lady. Rode together till they came, Unto a House of State and Fame. Which appeared like a Castle, Where you might behold a parcel Of young Cedars tall and strait Just before the Palace Gate. Hand-in-Hand they walkd together; To a Hall, or Parlour rather, Which was beautiful and fair, All alone she left him there. Two long Hours there he waited Her return, at length he fretted, And began to grieve at last, For he had not broke his Fast
Still he sat like one amazd Round a spacious Room he gazd, Which was richly beautifyd. But alas! hed lost his Bride. There was peeping, laughing, fleering All within the Lawyers Hearing, But his Bride he could not see, Woud I were at Home, said he. While his Heart was Melancholy, Said the Steward brisk and jolly. Shew me Friend, how came you here Youve some bad Design I fear. He replyd, dear loving Master, You shall meet with no Disaster, Thro my Means, in any Case. Madam brought me to this Place. Then the Steward did retire, Saying, now I will enquire, Whether this is true or no; Never was Lover hamperd so. Now the Lady that had filld him With this Fear, full oft beheld him, From a window as she drest, Pleased at the merry Jest. When she had herself attird, In rich Robes to be admird. Like a moving Angel Bright She appeard in his Sight. (Lady) Sir my Servants have related How some Hours you have waited In my Parlour, tell we who In my House you ever knew. Madam, if I have offended, It is more than I intended; A young Lady brought me here, That is true, said she, my Dear. I will be no longer cruel To my Joy and only Jewel; Thou art mine, and I am thine, Hand and Heart I will resign. Once I was a wounded Lover But now all those Fears are cleanly over, By receiving what I gave, Thou art Lord of all Lover. Beauty, Honour, Love and Treasure: A rich Golden Stream of Pleasure, With his Love he now enjoys Thanks to Cupids kind Decoys. Now hes cloathd in rich Attire Not inferior to a Squire, Beauty, Honour, Riches store, What can a Man desire more?