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EBBA 35356

Houghton Library - 25242.67
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A Serious Discourse between two lovers.
This Song will teach young Men to wooe,
And shew young Maidens what to do;
Nay it will learn them to be cunning too.
To the Tune of, When Sol will cast no Light, Or, Deep in love.
By John Wade.

MY pretty little Rogue
do but come hither,
With thee i'le not collogue,
if thou'lt consider
The pains for thee i've took,
Cupid so wounds me,
But now i'me in the Brook,
if thou dost not love me.

I'le forsake all my Kin,
Father and Mother,
I value not a pin,
or any other;
'Tis only thy sweet face
the which doth move me,
And I think thou hast some grace,
and thou'lt love me.

Riches i'le promise none,
nor no great treasure,
Because i'le do no wrong
to thee my pleasure:

But all that e're I have,
thou shalt command it,
And i'le maintain thee brave,
thou'st understand it.

My Word nor yet my Oath
shall not be broken,
Then take this sugered Kiss,
in sign of Loves token.
My heart is stern and true,
then let pitty move thee,
Ile not seek for a new,
if thou'lt but love me.

The Maid.
Good Sir I thank you fine
for what is spoken,
But all's not gold that shines,
and as for your token,
I shall not it receive,
though you do prove me,
My joy thou'lt ne'r bereave,
for I cannot love thee.

The second Part, To the same Tune.

Young-Men can swear and lie,
but who will believe them,
All goodness they defie,
and it ne'r grieves them,
Only to tempt a Maid
by their delusion,
Therefore I am afraid
breed confusion.

A Maid had need beware
that doth mean honest,
Lest she falls in a snare
when they do promise:
For they will vow and swear
they'l never leave you,
But when they know your mind,
then they'l deceive you.

Therefore I will be wise,
lest I be taken,
In a Fools Paradise,
and then be forsaken.
Ile put no trust in man,
to one nor other,
Let them do what they can,
if 't were my brother.

The Man.
My Dear you do but jest,
I may boldly speak it,
Of all I love thee best,
prithee so take it.
There is no flesh alive
ever shall move me,
If thou wilt be my Wife,
i'le dearly love thee.

Servants on thee shall tend,
and come at thy pleasure,
For I will be thy friend
to bring thee treasure.
What canst thou wish for more,
then do but prove me,
And thou shalt plainly find
how dear I love thee.

For means thou shalt not want,
if I do gain thee,
I have good house and land,
for to maintain thee.
I have good Sheep i' th field,
and Beast's that's proving,
All is at thy command,
if thou'lt be loving.

I'le give thee gold my dear,
I'le give thee money,
Then thou need'st not to fear,
I'le be thy honey:
No Lady in the Land
ever shall move me,
Thou'st have my heart and hand
if thou'lt but love me.

The Maid.
Your words are very fair,
I much commend you,
Seeing you are so fair,
thus I'le befriend you:
Though at first I was coy,
but to prove thee,
Yet now I'le be thy joy,
and dearly love thee.

The young man hearing this,
by the hand took her,
The bargain seal'd with a Kiss,
he ne'r forsook her.
But strait to Church they went
things were so carried,
He gave his Love content,
when they was Married.

Thus all young Maids may find
young men are honest,
If they bear the like mind,
true to their promise,
But if they falsifie,
who can believe them?
And when they have lost their loves
then it doth grieve them.

Printed for P. Brooksby, at the Golden-Ball, in West-smithfiled.

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