%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> The Hasty Bridegroom. / OR, / The rarest sport that hath been try'd, / Between a lusty Bride-groom and his Bride. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center English Broadside Ballad Archive (EBBA) Director Patricia Fumerton Associate Director Carl G Stahmer ?-? Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 06/19/2014 33310

The University of California makes a claim of copyright only to original contributions made by Early Modern Center participants and other members of the university community. The University of California makes no claim of copyright to the original text. Permission is granted to download, transmit or otherwise reproduce, distribute or display the contributions to this work claimed by The University of California for non-profit educational purposes, provided that this header is included in its entirety. For inquiries about commercial uses, please contact:

Patricia Fumerton Early Modern Center - English Department University of California Santa Barbara, CA 93105 United States of America EMail: pfumer@english.ucsb.edu

R228243 1 Pass his Carrier: Or, Bow Bells. Basse's Career; Hunter's Career Pass his Carrier: Or, Bow Bells. COme from the Temple away to the Bed, / as the Merchant transports some his treasure Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 242 The Hasty Bridegroom. / OR, / The rarest sport that hath been try'd, / Between a lusty Bride-groom and his Bride. The Hasty Bridegroom. OR, The rarest sport that hath been try’d, Between a lusty Bride-groom and his Bride. The Hasty Bridegroom. OR, The rarest sport that hath been tried Between a lusty Bridegroom and his Bride. ?-? A. Milbourn, W. Ownly, and T. Thackeary

This document follows the guidelines specified for TEI.

XML Generated Automatically at 6/19/2014 9:48:11 AM Using EMC

XBallad Parsing Engine developed by Carl G Stahmer.

TEI Template developed by Gerald Egan and Modified by Carl Stahmer

All apostrophes are encoded as '.

Any dashs occurring in line breaks have been removed;

All dashs are encoded as ‐ and all em dashes as —.

 Early Modern Center Ballad Project Keyword Taxonomy advice affliction/ health alcohol Americas animals/ nature Bible/ biblical figures buildings/ architecture catastrophe children class clothing/ appearance country/ nation crime death economics/ commerce entertainments family Featured folklore gender holidays/ seasons infidelity labor/ craft law London love maritime marriage military/ war monstrosity mythology/ Classical news nobility/ court politics/ government procreation punishment race/ ethnicity religious concepts religious figures religious groups royalty rural life servitude sex/ sexuality supernatural/ magic travel trickery/ deceit urban life vice violence virtue vulgar humor youth/ age Library of Congress Subject Heading Taxonomy 6/19/2014 Santa Barbara, California, United States of America clothing/ appearance love marriage sex/ sexuality Ballads, English 17th century Broadsides, England 17th century 6/19/2014 9:48:11 AM XBallad Jaworski, Cheryl Created XML Version of Ballad 6/19/2014 9:48:11 AM Transcription Supervisor Meyer, Shannon Transcription of ballad manuscript 6/19/2014 9:48:11 AM Double-Key Comparison and Merging Meyer, Shannon Transcription of ballad manuscript 6/19/2014 9:48:11 AM Transcriptionist Two Daher, Raquel Transcription of ballad manuscript 6/19/2014 9:48:11 AM Transcriptionist One Oberlander, Lindsay Transcription of ballad manuscript 4/24/2013 Checker Shannon Meyer Edited Ballad Catalogue Record 12/6/2012 Checker William Hildalgo Edited Ballad Catalogue Record 11/1/2012 Bibliographer William Hildalgo Initial Ballad Catalogue Record Created
<seg n="1" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">The Hasty Bridegroom.</hi></seg> <seg n="2" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">OR,</hi></seg> <lb/> <seg n="3" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">The rarest sport that hath been try'd,</hi></seg> <seg n="4" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">Between a lusty Bride-groom and his Bride.</hi></seg> <lb/> <seg n="5" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">To the Tune of, Pass his Carrier: or, Bow-Bells.</hi></seg>
COme from the Temple away to the Bed, as the Merchant tran[s]ports some his treasure Be not so coy Lady since we are wed, no sin to taste of the pleasure. then come let us be blith merry and free, Upon my life all the waiters are gone, and 'tis so, that they know, where you go, say not no, For I mean to make bold with my own. What is it to me though our hands joyned be; if our bodies be still kept asunder, Shall it be said there goes a marry'd Maid, indeed we will have no such wonder; therefore lets imbrace, there's none sees thy face,
The Bride-Maids that waited are gone; none can spy, how you lye, ne'er deny, but say I, For I mean to make bold with my own. Then come let us kiss, and taste of that bliss, which brave Lords and Ladies injoy'd: If Maidens should be of the humour of thee; Generations would soon be destroy'd: then where were those joys, the Girls and the Boys, Would'st live in the World all alone, don't destroy, but enjoy, seem not coy, for a toy: For indeed I'll make bold with my own.
SWeet love do not frown, but put off thy gown a Garment unfit for the night, Some say that black hath a relishing smack, I had rather be dealing in white, then be not afraid, for you are not betray'd, Since we are together alone, I invite you this night, to do right, my delight, Is forthwith to make use of my own. Prithee begin, don't delay, but unpin, for my humour I cannot prevent it, You are strait lac[']d, and you Gorgets so fast, undo it, or I straight will rend it, or to end all the strife, I'll cut it with my knife, 'Tis too long to stay till 'tis undone, Let thy waste, Be unlac'd, And in haste, Be embrac'd, For I do long to make bold with my own. Feel with your hand, how you make me to stand, even ready to starve in the cold, Oh why should'st thou be, so hard-hearted to me, that loves thee more dear than gold, And as thou hast been, Like fair Venus the Queen, Most pleasant in thy parts every one, let me find, that thy mind Is inclin'd to be kind, So that I may make bold with my own. As thou art fair, and more sweet than the air, that dallies on July's brave Roses: Now let me be, to that Garden a key, that the flowers of Virgins incloses, and I will not be, too rough unto thee, For my nature unto boldness is prone, Do no less, then undress, and unlace, all a pace, For this night i'le make use with my own,
When I have found thee temperate and sound, thy sweet breast I will make for my Pillow, 'Tis pity that we which newly Married be, should be forced to wear the green Willow. We shall be blest, and live sweetly at rest, Now we are united in one; With content, And consent, I am bent, My intent, Is this Night to make bold with my own. The Ladies loving reply. WElcome dear love, all the powers above, are well pleased at our happy meeting, The Heavens have decreed, & the Earth is agreed, that I should imbrace my own sweeting, at bed and at board, both in deed and in word, My affection to thee shall be shown: Thou art mine, I am thine, Let us joyn, And combine, I'll not bar thee from what is thy own. Our Bride-beds made, thou shalt be my comrade. for to lodge in my arms all the night, Where thou shalt enjoy, being free from annoy, all the sports wherein love takes delight, Our Mirth shall be crown'd, and our triumph renown'd, Then Sweet-heart let thy valour be shown, Take thy fill, Do thy will, Use thy skill, Welcome still, Why shouldst thou not make bold with thy own. The Bridegroom and Bride, with much joy on each side, then together to bed they did go, But what they did there, I did neither see nor hear, nor I do not desire to know, But by Cupids aid, They being well laid. They made sport by themselves all alone. Being plac'd, And unlac'd, He unceas'd, She imbrac'd, Then he stoutly made bold with his own.
Printed for A. Milbourn, W. Ownly, and T. Thackeary at the Angel in Duck-lane.