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S2556 2 Dulcina Dulcina Dulcina To the same tune Dulcina To the Same Tune AS at noone Dulcina rested, / In her sweet and shady bower, DAy was spent and night aproached, / Venus faire was Louers friend, Manchester Central Library Blackletter Ballads Editor none none none none Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 2: 22 An excelent Ditty, called / The Shepheards woing faire Dulcina. An excellent Ditty, called The Shepherd's wooing fair Dulcina. 1615-1615

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AS at noone Dulcina rested, In her sweet and shady bower, Came a Shepheard and requested, in her lap to sleepe an hower: But from her looke, A wound he tooke, so deepe, that for a further boone, The Nimph he prayes, Whereto she sayes, Forgoe mee now come to me soone. But in vaine she did conjure him, for to leave her presence so: Having thousand means to allure him, and but one to let him goe. Where lips invite, And eyes delight, and Cheekes as fresh as Rose in June, Perswades to stay, What bootes to say, Forgoe me now, come to me soone. Words whose hopes might have injoyned him to let Dulcina sleepe: Could a mans love be confined, Or a maid her promise keepe: [?] for her wast, [?] held as fast, [?] was constant to her tune: [?]hee spake, [?]ds sake, [Forgoe] me now etc.
He demands what time or leasure, can there be more fit then now: She sayes men may say their pleasure yet I of it doe not alow: The Sunnes cleare light, Shineth more bright, quoth he more fairer then the Moone: For her to prayse, He loves, shee saies forgoe mee now etc. But no promise nor profession, from his hands could purchase scope, Who would sell the sweete possession, of such beautie for a hope: Or for the sight, Of lingring night, forgoe the pleasant joyes of noone: Though none so faire, Her speeches were forgoe me now etc. Now at last agreed these lovers, she was fayre and hee was young, If youle beleeve me I will tell yee: true love fixed lasteth long. He said my deere, My love not feare bright Phoebus beames outshines the moone Dulcina Prayes, And to him sayes, forgoe me now come to me soone.
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DAy was spent and night approached, Venus faire was Lovers friend, Shee intreated bright Apollo, that his Steeds there race might end. He could not say, This Goddesse nay, but granted loves faire Queene her boone The Shepheard came, To this faire Dame, forgoe me now etc. Sweete he said as I did promise, I am now returnd againe: Long delay you know breeds danger, and to Lovers bringeth payne. The Nimph said then Above all men still welcome shepheard morne or noone, The Sepheard prayes, Dulcina sayes Shepheard I doubt th'art come too soone. When that bright Aurora blushed came the Shepheard to his deere: Pretty Birds most sweetly warbled, and the noone approached neere: Yet still away, The Nimph did say, The Shepheard he fell in a swoone. At length shee said, Be not affraid Forgoe me now etc.
With griefe of hart the Shephard hasted up the mountaines to his flockes: Then he tooke a reede and piped Eccho sounded through the rockes, Thus did he play And wisht the day, were spent and night were come ere noone Then silent night Is loves delight, Ile goe to faire Dulcina soone. Beauties Darling, faire Dulcina, like to Venus for her love, Spent away the day in passion, mourning like the turtle-dove: melodiously, Notes low and hie, she warbled forth this dolefull tune, Oh come againe, Sweete Shepheard swaine, thou canst not be with me to soone. When as Thetis in her Pallace had receivd the Prince of light, Came in Corridon the Shepheard, to his love and heartes delight. Then Pan did play, The Wood Nimphes they, did skip and daunce to heare the tune, Hymen did say, Tis Holy-day, Forgoe me now come to me soone.