%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> The true Lovers Admonition. / Of all the Colours in the world, / the black hair is the best, / Though fair & brown may be well curl'd / yet black exceeds the rest: / That is the colour I do prize, / and love beyond all measure, / She that hath black Hair and black eyes, / esteem her as a treasure. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center English Broadside Ballad Archive (EBBA) Director Patricia Fumerton Associate Director Carl G Stahmer 1672-1672 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 09/14/2018 35844

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R227403 1 So Sweet is the Lass that Loves me Damask Rose, The; Omnia Vincit Amor So Sweet is the Lass That Loves Me YOu pretty little young=men all, / come listen to my Ditty, take it [with variation] Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. : The true Lovers Admonition. / Of all the Colours in the world, / the black hair is the best, / Though fair & brown may be well curl'd / yet black exceeds the rest: / That is the colour I do prize, / and love beyond all measure, / She that hath black Hair and black eyes, / esteem her as a treasure. The true Lovers Admonition. Of all the Colours in the world, the black hair is the best, Though fair & brown may be well curl’d yet black exceeds the rest: That is the colour I do prize, and love beyond all measure, She that hath black Hair and black eyes, esteem her as a treasure. The true Lover's Admonition. Of all the Colors in the world, the black hair is the best, Though fair & brown may be well curled yet black exceeds the rest: That is the color I do prize, and love beyond all measure, She that hath black Hair and black eyes, esteem her as a treasure. 1672-1672 P. Brooksby

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YOu pretty little young-men all, come listen to my Ditty, Beware how you in love do fall I'd have you wise and witty: But whensoe're you mak a vow, be sure you do not break it, For there be fair Young Maids enough, that willingly will take it. Let me a little you advise, that when you go a Wooing, You may chuse one that's fair and wise, least it be your undoing: The Lass that hath a rouling eye, will vow and quickly break it Though she at first seem to deny, I'le warrant thee boy she'l take it.
Do not thou chuse a long-nos'd Lass, for she's inclin'd to scolding, And be to thee a plague, alas! be not to her beholding: What though she store of mony hath, you'd better take one naked, Not one in twenty that draws breath, but will go near to take it. And she that is splay-footed too, i'de have thee not to mind her, But chuse you one that's fair and true, if you know where to find her: For here and there you'l find one fair, will vow and will not break it, Not one in ten, I say agen, but will go near to take it.
The Carrot pate be sure you hate, for she'l be true to man, But put her too't and she will do't, ond oft turns very common: She that is red upon the head, will doubtless ne'r forsake it, But wanton be, assuredly, and willingly will take it, She that hath hair that's bright and fair, will do the tcick most neatly, Of her i'de have you have a care, least she cheat you compleatly: Then do not try, for certainly, if you but at her shake it, She will conclude you are not rude, but freely she will take it. The Crump, the Hopper-arse & all, will make you no denial, They willingly will take a fall, if you come to the tryal: Youl'd find that I speak merrily, by no means will forsake it, It is well known there's few or none, but willingly will take it. The old, the young, the weak, the strong, full easily are tempted, They will not be perswaded from, nor from it be exempted: Then have a care, all colour'd hair, will right & reason make it, To use their own, since it is known, that moa or all will take it.
But let me not forget to praise, the Glory of the Nation, For there is none that nowadays, are free from Loves temptation: Except it be the black, & she, hates Lust, & will forsake it, She'l live & die contentedly, bnd never mind to take it. Except it be with her own Dear, & then she'l ne'r deny it, To trade a touch, then there's no fear, but she'l resolve to try it, And willingly she will comply, though't were to lye stark naked, For 'tis well known, that with ones own, it is no shame to take it. Then you that do a Wooing go, be by a frend advised, For why, good counsel you do know, too often is dispised: Take some girls by the Petticoat, & do but gently shake it, Then presently she will plainly show't that merrily she will take it. And now for to conclude I say, you ought for to be careful, That you throw not yourselves away, then be exceeding fearful: Try but the black how she doth smack, she'l vow & ne'r will break it, First do her wed, then go to Bed and I warrant she will take it.
Printed for P. Brooksby at the Golden Ball in Pye-Corner.