%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> The Northampton-shire Lovers. / OR, / No VVealth can compare unto true Love. / Young-men and Maids that delight to hear / How Lovers couple, pray draw near; / And in this Sonnet you may find / A fancy that may please your mind. 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 06/26/2014 33330

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2 to the same Tune. UNKNOWN to the same Tune. True Love rewarded with Loyalty, or, Loves downfal. UNKNOWN True Love rewarded with Loyalty, or, Loves downfall. IN summer=time when leaves are green / and Flora in her rich aray, Tho foolish knacks some maids intice / to yield unto a young=mans will; Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 681 The Northampton-shire Lovers. / OR, / No VVealth can compare unto true Love. / Young-men and Maids that delight to hear / How Lovers couple, pray draw near; / And in this Sonnet you may find / A fancy that may please your mind. The Northampton-shire Lovers. OR, No Wealth can compare unto true Love. Young-men and Maids that delight to hear How Lovers couple, pray draw near; And in this Sonnet you may find A fancy that may please your mind. The Northamptonshire Lovers. OR, No Wealth can compare unto true Love. Young men and Maids that delight to hear How Lovers couple, pray draw near; And in this Sonnet you may find A fancy that may please your mind. ?-? J. Wright, J. Clark, W. Thackeray, and T. Passinger

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IN summer-time when leaves are green and Flora in her rich aray, With all sorts of flowers so sweet, she had bedeckt the fields so gay. I espyed a Young-man and a Maid a walking in the coole o' th' day, The Young-man he was not afraid, but these words unto her did say. Man. Oh turn to me my own dear heart and I myself will turn to thee, For thou and I will never part whilst life and breath remains in me. Thou knowest these long 7 years & more, we two together have been in love, And I have slacken'd my desires only thy passions for to prove. But here's my hand, no longer I no further trial now will make, But love thee till the day I dle, therefore my Bride I mean to take.
I have six Horses at my Plow, and six more in my Stable stand, And here to thee I make a vow they all shall be at thy command. Besides my grounds they are well stockt, for thee to walk in to and fro; In truth my dear I do not mock, if thou canst love me tell me so. Maid. Your words good sir are very fair, ten times better than I do deserve, Yet 'tis good for me to have a care lest you from them should quickly swerve For youngmens tongues now in these days they are so tipt with words so fair, A maidens beauty they will praise till they have caught her in a snare. But if yonder Bower was full of Gold and thou couldst give it unto me, Until i'me wed I never would lose one dram of my Virginity.
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Tho foolish knacks some maids intice to yield unto a young-mans will; Then leave them in fools Paradice, and of repenting they have their fill. For hasty marriage ne'r proves good, so it behoves me to be coy; Although i'me young I understand that in my freedome's all my joy. So for this time good Sir adieu, my mother she for me doth stay; And when I hear your heart is true, you then shall hear what I will say. Till then whatever me betide, let wealth or sorrow come to me, Until that I am made a Bride, I never mean to turn to thee. Man. But wilt thou be gone my love and joy, and leave me in this place alone, The cherping birds will cease their notes to hear me make my grievous moan. The waters which are here so deep without a shroud my Grave shall be; My body shall the fishes feed, if once you do depart from me. Therefore as thou'rt a Virgin pure, and I think thee to be no less, Some comfort now to me procure to ease my grief and heaviness. Be not a talk to other maids, that they behind your back should say, She was so peevish and so coy, she cast her first true-love away. Then turn to me my own dear heart, and I myself will turn to thee, For thou and I will never part whilst life and breath remains in me. Maid. I would not for ten thousand worlds that any friend of mine should say I was so peevish and so coy, to cast my first true-love away. But where he is I cannot tell, no, nor yet do I know his name; Yet you pretend that you are him, with protestations on the same. Yet a farther trial I will have e're that the true-loves knot I tye;
Before i'le matce to be a slave, i'd rather by this knife to dye- Tho some don't look before they leap, I will be wary of such things; For whilst i'me single I live well, but marriage many troubles brings. You say you've House, you say you've Land yet all that does not please my mind, Your looks doth show you dogged are, and will not to a wife prove kinn. Then what will Riches profit me, if I have not a quiet life: A Lady that lives discontentedly she'd better be a Hoggards wife. Man. I can say no less my only dear, these words are true you tell to me: When man and wife doth live at strife be sure no blessing there can be. But a loving man of me thou'lt find as any lives beneath the Sun, I ever to thee will prove kind, ile ne'r think much of what thou'st done. My promise I will keep and hold so long as life remains in me, if thou wants Silver or good Gold I strait will give it unto thee. Therefore the bargain let us seal with a kiss or two that is so sweet. And so much then he did prevail that lovingly she did him greet. Now she no longer doth seem coy, and this is all the youngmans Song, Now I have gained my love and joy, we will be wedded e're be long. And what he spoke he did fulfill, so far as I can understand, They went to church with friends good will and strait was married out of hand. Thus all young Lovers they may learn where ever they do go or come: Young men if once a bargain you make, be sure that you do strike it home. For long delays does ne'r prove good, a modest and a civile girl, Tho she is poor and thou art rich, yet love out-passes Gold or Pearl,
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