%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> True Love Exalted: / Or, A Dialogue between a Courteous young Knight of the / City of London, and a Searge Weaveres Daughter of Devonsh[i]re. / Shewing how the young Knight was Travelling in Devon-shire, and fell in Love with a fair Maid / there: How he Courted her to be his Miss, but she not yielding to his Lascivious desires, he / was so much in Love with her Vertue, that he Marryed her, and made her a Lady, and carryed / her to the Kings Court at London, where they now live in joy and happiness. 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 05/30/2021 36988

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R227401 1 Tender Hearts, &c. Tender Hearts of London City Tender Hearts, etc. IN the West in Devon-shire. / Liv'd a Maid of Beauty rare, Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 219 True Love Exalted: / Or, A Dialogue between a Courteous young Knight of the / City of London, and a Searge Weaveres Daughter of Devonsh[i]re. / Shewing how the young Knight was Travelling in Devon-shire, and fell in Love with a fair Maid / there: How he Courted her to be his Miss, but she not yielding to his Lascivious desires, he / was so much in Love with her Vertue, that he Marryed her, and made her a Lady, and carryed / her to the Kings Court at London, where they now live in joy and happiness. True Love Exalted: Or, A Dialogue between a Courteous young Knight of the City of London, and a Serge Weaver's Daughter of Devonshire. Shewing how the young Knight was Travelling in Devonshire, and fell in Love with a fair Maid there: How he Courted her to be his Miss, but she not yielding to his Lascivious desires, he was so much in Love with her Virtue, that he Married her, and made her a Lady, and carried her to the King's Court at London, where they now live in joy and happiness. ?-? P. Brooksby

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The Author speaks. IN the West in Devon-shire. Liv'd a Maid of Beauty rare, pretty Peggy as her name; So much Beauty, so much Duty Peggy there had all the Fame, Wheresoe're that you are walking, Or of [w]hatsoever talking, pretty Peggy must come in; So much Beauty, so much Duty, not to worship were a Sin. Fate that many a one does flatter, Told of this the truth o'th matter, to a young and lovely Knight; One lov'd Pleasure, more then Treasure beauty was his chief delight.
Straight he was with Love involved, nd to try it was resolved, if that Peggy would be kind, But did never, meet with ever, such a Face, or such a mind. The Knight: When he first beheld the Creature, All her Charms were lent by Nature, neither Spots nor Tower she wore: But was singing, and a Spinning, at her poor old Fathers door. Peggy. When she saw him she retired, But his sences were so fixed, at the little interview; Stay, he said, thou lovely Maid, for now I swear report is true.
STraight ways, then he ent unto her, And with all his art did woe her, kist her hands and blest her eyes: Proffer'd her Treasure for his Pleasure, but alas! she still denies. Golden promises he made her, And with vows would fain perswade her, but her vertue was too strong: All his art, ne'r wrought her heart, though poor Peggy was but young. Quoth he, dear Peggy, be not cruel, To yourself and me my jewel, Leave your homely Rurial Sport, Be but mine thou shalt shine, amongst the Glorious stars at Court. All the Pride of London City, That can make proud Lady's pritty, what the Changes affords that's rare, All shall be, my dear for thee, and none with Peggy may compare. Peggys Answer. Sir, quoth she, do not endeavour, The poor Daughter of a Weaver, has a heart of a vertuous mould; That no pride; can draw aside, to be corrupted by your Gold. The Knight. Then quoth he, dear Peggy may be You'l deny to be a Lady,
tell me how that sutes your mind, Sir, quoth she, my poor degree, is still to humble thoughts confin'd. For that, quoth he, I ne'r will fault thee, But for humbleness exhalt thee, thou this day my Bride shall be, Then he tarryed till they marryed, and Lady Margaret was she, The Author. You may think her friends consented, And that she was well contented: and I'm sure so was the Knight; All the day they kiss and play, and God knows what they did at night. Now you see how she regarded, For her vertue how rewarded. made a Lady for her parts; Rais'd to power, without Dower, only by her own deserts. You that would be great as she is, And would have a Knight as he is, let her Vertues be your guide, To London fair, they did repair, the Knight and his beloved Bride. Now she hath no other care, But to please her only Dear, serve her Father and her Knight, All his Treasure's at her pleasure, he her joy, she his Delight.
[Printed] for P. Brooksby, at the Golden-Ball in Pye corner.