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S104415 I Spied a Nymph trip over the plain, / I lur'd to her, she turned again, KInd sir, quoth she, what needs this hast, / With that a smile on him she cast, but her answer was, Sir, I love not you. [with variation] you will I love, sir, and none but you. [with variation] Houghton Library 25242.67 Editor none none none none Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 2: 121 The Maidens Nay, Or, I love not you. The Maiden's Nay, Or, I love not you. ?-? F. Coles, T. Vere, and J. Wright.

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The Maidens Nay, Or, I love not you. To a pleasant new Tune.
I Spied a Nymph trip over the plain, I lur'd to her, she turned again, I woo'd her as a young man should do, but her answer was, Sir, I love not you. I thought she seemed in every part So lovely fram'd by Natures Art, Her beauty soon allured me to wooe, but her answer was, sir, I love not you. I told her all the sweet of love, And whatsoever her mind might move, To entertain a Lover true, but her answer was, sir, I love not you. I told her how I would her deck, Her head with gold, with pearls her neck She gave a frown, and away she flew, but her answer was, sir, I love not you. Not me (sweet-heart) O tell me why? Thou should'st my proffered love deny: To whom my heart I have vowed so true, but her answer was, sir, I love not you. My sweet and dearest love, quoth I, Art thou resolv'd a Maid to die? Of such a mind I know but few, but her answer was, sir, I love not you.
This is the pleasant Maying time, This is the pleasant golden prime, But age will come and make you to rue, that e're you said, sir, I love not you. O do not thou my suit disdain, Nor make me spend my time in vain, But kindly grant a Lovers due: yet still she said, sir, I love not you. Fair Nymph, quoth I, but grant me this, To enrich my lips with one poor kiss, I grant you that which I grant but few, yet still she said, sir, I love not you. The young man proffering then to depart It griev'd this Maiden then to the heart: For having kist, O then did she rue, that e're she said, Sir, I love not you. Wherefore with speed she thought it best, To stay him by her kind request: Whose coyness thus hath caus'd her to rue that e're she said, Sir, I love not you. But now at last she did begin With gentle words to lure him in: The second part shall plainly shew, she chang'd her note of, I love not you.
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KInd sir, quoth she, what needs this hast, With that a smile on him she cast, Shame curb'd her long, but affection drew these word, I love no man but you. I feel the force of Cupids dart So deep hath pierc'd my tender heart: Believe me then for my words are true, you will I love, sir, and none but you. Do not deny my proffered love, Nor think that I the wanton prove: Though women seldom use to wooe, yet I will love, Sir, and none but you. When women love they will it hide, Until their Lover they have try'd: Though I say nay, as maidens do, you will I love, Sir, and none but you. Here is, quoth she, my heart and hand, My constant love thou shalt command: And I do vow to be ever true, you will I love, sir, and none but you. Whilst golden Titan doth display His beams unto the chearful day, Whilst Spring the Winter doth ensue, you will I love, Sir, and none but you.
On thee my love is fixed fast, On thee my love is firmly plac'd, For thee I'le bid the world adieu, you will I love, Sir, and none but you. If Hero should Leander leave, Fair Lucrece Collatine deceive, Or Syrinx prove to Pan untrue, yet I love you, Sir, and none but you. Object no former coy reply, Suspect no future constancy: Accept my love as a tribute due onely to you, Sir, and to none but you. The young man noting well her words, This courteous answer then affords: Give me thy hand, take mine in lieu: my love I grant here, and so do you. To Church with speed then let us hye, In marriage bands ourselves to tye: Where enterchanging hands and hearts, I'le love thee deerly till death us parts. Mark well my Song you Maidens coy, That count true love a foolish toy: Do not disdain when young men wooe, but love them freely as they love you.
FINIS. Printed for F. Coles, T. Vere, and J. Wright.