%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> The Valiant Commander, with his Resolute Lady, / SHEWING, / A brief Discourse of a Commander bold, / Who had a wife was worth her weight in gold; / She bravely fought to save her Husbands life, / Let all men judge, was not this a Valiant Wife? 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 05/27/2021 37009

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R227453 1 I would give ten thousand pounds, &c. or Ned Smith [unknown] I Would Give Ten Thousand Pounds, etc., or Ned Smith GAllants come list a while, / a Story I shall tell, This unto her he said, / dearest come thou to me, / I would give ten thousand pound / thou wert in Shrewsbury. [with variation] Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 200 The Valiant Commander, with his Resolute Lady, / SHEWING, / A brief Discourse of a Commander bold, / Who had a wife was worth her weight in gold; / She bravely fought to save her Husbands life, / Let all men judge, was not this a Valiant Wife? The Valiant Commander, with his Resolute Lady, SHOWING, A brief Discourse of a Commander bold, Who had a wife was worth her weight in gold; She bravely fought to save her Husband's life, Let all men judge, was not this a Valiant Wife? ?-? F. Coles, T. Vere, J,W. / J. Clarke, W. Thackeray and / T. Passinger

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GAllants come list a while, a Story I shall tell, Of a Commander bold, and what to him befell, He was besieged round, in Chester City fair, His Lady being with him which fill'd his heart with care This unto her he said, dearest come thou to me, I would give ten thousand pound thou wert in Shrewsbury. O my own hearts delight, my joy and Turtle-Dove, More dear then mine own life, heavens know I do thee love. Those beautious looks of thine, my sences set on fire, Yea though I love thee well, thy absence I desire, This unto her he said, etc. Thy fair red coloured cheeks, and thy bright shining eye, Makes me always inflam'd, with thy sweet company. Thy breath smells far more sweet then doth sweet Frankincence,
And yet for all those Fumes, I wish thee farther hence, This makes me sing and say, etc. Look how my Uncle stands, I dare not him come near, Because I love the King, and am a Cavalier, Yet for my Lady and her Son, my heart doth bleed for thee, I would give ten thousand pound they were in Shrewsbury, They were in Shrewsbury, some comfort for to find, Amongst the Cavaliers, to ease a troubled mind. My heart bleeds in my breast, for my fair Ladies sake, And how to save her life, I know no course to take: Hark how the drums do beat, and warlike Trumpets sound, See how the Musqueteers have now begirt us round. The Souldiers they cry out, kill, kill, no quarter give, What hopes then can I have, that my true Love should live.
WHen he thus spoken had, his Lady he forsook, And with a manly heart, his sword in hand he took, Farewel my Lady dear, now will I bandie blows, And fight myself to death among'st my desperate foes, Dearest farewel from me, farewel farewel from me, I would give ten thousand pound thou wert in Shrewsbury. His Lady seeing then, the danger they were in, She like a Souldier bold, nobly then did begin, My trusty Love (quoth she) since thou so valiant art, What e're becomes of me, stoutly i'le take thy part. Dearest cast care away, let kisses comfort thee,
Thou and i'le ne'r depart, i'le live and dye with thee. Put me on Mans attire, give me a Souldiers Coat, I'le make King Charles his foes, quickly to change their note, Cock your match, prime your pan let piercing bullets flye, I do not care a Pin, whether I live or dye. Dearest cast care away, let kisses comfort thee, Thou and i'le ne'r depart, i'le live and dye with thee. She took a Musquet then, and a sword by her side, In disguise like a man her valour so she try'd, And with her true-love she, march'd forth couragiously, And made away with speed,
quite through the Enemy, Dearest cast care away, let kisses comfort thee, Thou and i'le ne'r depart, i'le Live and Dye with thee. These Souldiers brave and bold, behav'd themselves so well, That all the Northern parts, of their desarts can tell. Thus have you heard the News, of a most valiant wight, And of his Lady brave, how stoutly she did fight, Dearest cast care away, let kisses comfort thee, Thou and i'le ne'r depart, I'le live and dye with thee.
FINIS. Printed for F. Coles, T. Vere, J,W. J. Clarke, W. Thackeray and T. Passinger.