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1 Willy. UNKNOWN Willy. WHen Willy once he stayed, / To fetch home a Lamb that straied Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 1332 1: 1332 A pleasant new Northerne Song, / called the two York-shire Louers. A pleasant new Northerne Song, called the two York-shire Lovers. A pleasant new Northern Song, called the two Yorkshire Lovers. ?-? I.W.

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WHen Willy once he stayed, To fetch home a Lamb that straied under a hillside, a bonny Lasse he spied, Of whom he was well appaied. Her cheekes like Cherries growing, Her lips like Rose-buds blowing, her eyes blacke and cleare, as the Sloe upon the breere. Or the worme in the hedge lyes glowing. Her waste so small and slender, Her skin so soft and tender, he sigh'd, and he said, that she was a faire maid, And his love to her hee'd render. The wind did seeme to play, With her tresses as she lay, betwixt hope and feare, he was in despaire, To give her the time of the day. Yet resolv'd to court this Minion, There stept in a new opinion: this timorous Clowne, thought Phebe had come downe, To speake with her loved Endimion, His errand quite forgotten, Hee lean'd to a tree was rotten, he swore by the masse, there was never such a Lasse, His heart with a shaft was shotten.
Then boldly he stept unto her, His eies shot affection through her, he cast away feares, and pricking up his eares, Thus Willy began to woo her. Good day (quoth he) my honey, Thou dearer to me than money, Ile lose my little Lambe, and gladly give the Damme, To ligge with a Lasse so bonny. Now list to what Ile tell thee, There's none in shape doth excell thee, so thou wilt wed mee, none happier then thee, Nor better day ere befell me. Of Nuts Ile give thee plenty, And red side Apples twenty, my butter Ile leese, to make thee summer Cheese, And Creame to make Egge-pies dainty. My Lambs new Gownes shall beare thee, No daglocks shall ere come neere thee, the Poultry of the Towne shall cackle without downe, Ere Ile want a soft bed to cheere thee. My Bagpipes mirth shall make thee, Each morne with a Song Ile wake thee, at night Ile not faile, to tell a merry tale, And make thy sad thoughts forsake thee.
<seg n="1" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">The second part, To the same tune.</hi></seg>
WHite Lilies shall pave the Closes, Each Brier shall blush with Roses, the grasse greene and sweet, shall kisse thy tender feet. And the Meddowes shall yeeld thee posies. With shady bowers set o're thee, With thousand contents Ile store thee, while by some cleere brooke, with my little Dogge and hooke. Ile bring my fine Ewes before thee. While thus he was close set at her, (Quoth she) I suspect the matter, for an houres sport, like the false alluring Court, The Countrey has learned to flatter. Therefore leave off thy wooing, I love not such short doing, and come unto the matter, I love not for to flatter, True affection hates long suing. But if your love will prove steddy, Till Hymen had made him ready, then surfet all night, in a captive Maids delight, Which yet but with ayre hath fed yee. Quoth he, I love none above thee, For chastity I prove thee: as constant Ile prove, os the Mate unto the Dove, Nay, though thou wert dead, Ile love thee.
And all contents Ile give thee, So that thou wilt live with me, my life and all Ile lose, ere I my Love abuse, And all my rich kith unto mee. As Willy thus was talking, The Shepherds eyes were walking, each legge and each limbe so tricked so trim, Shee thought it no time of balking. Her heart with love was taken, God Cupid did her awaken, and cast a cheerefull eye, upon him by and by, To shew he was not forsaken. His lips to hers he laid, Shee never a word gain-said: thus joyning their hands, they tyed the Nuptiall bands, Which never till death decai'd. Such happy joy God send me, When I to wed intend mee: and to each faithfull Lover where they be one or other, I heartily commend mee.
FINIS. Printed at London for J.W.