%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> A VVord in Season: / OR, / Now or Never. / Tis ne'r too late to be advised well / Regard it then you Beauties that excel / Both in external and internal parts / And do not triumph over Captive hearts: / Least you ingrateful being left to time / Bereft of Charmes, be punisht that black Crime. 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 04/01/2016 35422

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R227501 1 Sweet Use Your Time Sweet Use Your Time Sweet Use Your Time SWeet use your time, abuse your time / no longer, but be wise, Houghton Library 25242.67 Editor none none none none Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 2: 218 A VVord in Season: / OR, / Now or Never. / Tis ne'r too late to be advised well / Regard it then you Beauties that excel / Both in external and internal parts / And do not triumph over Captive hearts: / Least you ingrateful being left to time / Bereft of Charmes, be punisht that black Crime. A Word in Season: OR, Now or Never. Tis ne’r too late to be advised well Regard it then you Beauties that excel Both in external and internal parts And do not triumph over Captive hearts: Least you ingrateful being left to time Bereft of Charmes, be punisht that black Crime. A Word in Season: OR, Now or Never. 'Tis never too late to be advised well Regard it then you Beauties that excel Both in external and internal parts And do not triumph over Captive hearts: Lest you ungrateful being left to time Bereft of Charms, be punished that black Crime. ?-? J. Wright, J. Clark, W. Thackery, and T. Pass[i]nger

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SWeet use your time, abuse your time no longer, but be wise, Your Lovers now discover you, have Beauty to be priz'd: But if you'r coy you'l lose the joy, so curst will be the fate; The Flower will fade, you'l die a Maid, and mourn your Chance too late. At Thirteen years, and Fourteen years, a Virgins Heart may range; Twixt Fifteen years and Fifty years you'l find a wondrous change. Then whilst in Tune, in May or June, let Love and Youth agree: For if you stay till Christmas day the Devil shall wooe for me.
For then Loves fire it will expire, and Beauty be no more; You of each Charm Love will disarm, though now, 'tis true, you've store. O then be wise, and be not nice, lest coyness does undoe you: Those Blushes hide that have defy'd the passions that pursue you. Away with folly, come be jolly, shame not your Creation, For we were made in love to trade, Love is our chief Vocation. Time is hasting, Beauty's wasting, grasp the happy moment; Do not shun and be undone, rashly be not so bent.
The blushing Rose, your Cheeks disclose and Lillyes that are blooming, Though fragrant now to time must bow, which all things is consuming, Each windy blast does Beauty wast which gone your hopes are lost Then don't disdain a Lovers flame least you at last are crost. Proud Beauties still do want their will when kind ones have content Tis fate does blind th' ambitious mind and makes it oft repent: Your Virgin-prime then use in time send bashful fear away Let not a blush destroy your wish but Loves loud call obey. Least the youth to tell you truth grows angry by delay, And you are forc'd to be divorc'd from pleasures many a day You are deceived if tis believed alwayes in your power To be beloved, which many 'ave proved in an unlucky hour.
For cruelty makes passion dye ambition is its grave Like wandring fires, it still retires whilst you your selves deceive, With hopes your chaine does strong remain with which you link'd our hearts But it does prove too weak for Love when scornd for its deserts. Open your eyes then and be wise if you wou'd happy be If joyes you'd tast that never wast let youth and Love agree Tis past dispute, age does not suite with Love, nor can it strive With due desire to rouse that fire which keeps the word alive. Then use your time pass not your prime but with inchanting smiles And killing eyes our heart surprise but taken in your toiles, Be full as free to Love as we to make your bliss compleat Then joyes will flow which those ne'r know who coyly make retreat.
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