%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> Loves Fierce Dispute / AN EXCELLENT NEW SONG 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 08/17/2021 36866

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R229207 1 Sung with its own proper tune Wert Thou More Fairer Than Thou Art Sung with its Own Proper Tune A Fierce Dispute of late there was / Between a young Man and a Lass; If you love me, tell me so. | I cannot love thee no not I. Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 47 Loves Fierce Dispute / AN EXCELLENT NEW SONG Love's Fierce Dispute AN EXCELLENT NEW SONG ?-?

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A Fierce Dispute of late there was Between a young Man and a Lass; First he began to Complement, Thinking her humor to content; And with these words he did her greet Thrice welcome unto me my sweet; I pray you now before you go, If you love me, tell me so. Kind Sir she said, I pray be mute, Break off discourse and slack your sute, For I am not dispos'd at all, To come at every young Mans call: Nor shall blind Cupid with his dart, Make an incision in my Heart; Therefore forbear my Company, I cannot love thee no not I. My love to thee is most intire, And this of thee I do desire, To speak the very truth of mind, That I the truth thereof may find, And as your are a vertuous Maid, Make answer to that which I have said, Whether you are my freind or foe, If you love me tell me so. The Lass to him replyed again, I am a Maid I tell you plain, And as I am a Maid, quoth she, So take this Answer now of me, I have no Love for thee in store, Therefore I pray thee tempt no more, These words I'll say untill I dy, I cannot love thee no not I. Ill give thee Gold, I'll give thee Pearl, If thou will fancie me my Girl, I'll give the House, I'll give thee Land, I'll give thee silver in thy hand, I'll give thee costly Robs to wear, That not one shall with thee compare, Then never stand to answer no, If you love me tell me so. Its not your Gifts shall me entice To change my vertue into Vice, Nor shall that flattering tongue of thine, Inchant the settled heart of mine,
I had rather go in needy rags, Then have thee with thy Golden Bags, I am resolved a Maid to dy, I cannot love thee no not I. If no perswasion may thee move, To change this hate and fall to Love, There is no other hopes of me, But I will die for love of thee, Then may the World both judge & say That thou hast cast a Man away, To save my Life before you go, If you love me tell me so. Suppose thou might my life command A naked Sword drawn in my hand, And that thou aimst to Pierce my heart, I sure would take it in good part, I had rather so to end my Life, Then for to yeild to be thy wife, And for my own part live or dy, I cannot love thee no not I. Why then farewell thou scornfull dame As thou art stout I'll be the same, And as thou hast been coy to me, Hence forth I'll do the like by thee, I make no doubt e're long to find, A love agreeing to my mind, Adieu, adieu, my unkind foe, Thou never more shall say me no. Nay stay sweet love run not too fast, You make as if you were in haste. Before you go take here a Kiss, In token of a true lovers bliss. Take hand & heart & all that's mine Henceforth forever shall be thine I'll be thy true and loving Wife, Whilst I possess my breath and life. Now are the bitter storms all past, Sweet crums of comfort comes at last The raging winds doth cease to blow, And Bacchus cups doth overflow, My Love hath tyed a true Loves knot, Her Love shall never be forgot. Though she at first did say me no She's now my own and shall be so.
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