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R185674 1 Lady be not coy [unknown] Lady Be Not Coy SWeet heart be not coy, / for in faith I love thee Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 14 The true Lovers Summons: The true Lovers Summons: The true Lover's Summons: ?-? Richard Burton

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<seg n="1" rend="left"><hi rend="italic"><hi rend="bold">T</hi></hi><hi rend="italic">he true Lovers Summons:</hi></seg> <lb/> <seg n="2" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">Sent in a Letter to his dearest Sweeting,</hi></seg> <seg n="3" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">Desiring from her a happy greeting:</hi></seg> <seg n="4" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">This couple by their honest civill carriage,</hi></seg> <seg n="5" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">Were quickly joyn'd together in Marriage.</hi></seg> <lb/> <seg n="6" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">To a pleasant new tune: OR, <hi rend="bold">Lady be not coy.</hi></hi></seg>
SWeet heart be not coy, for in faith I love thee Thou art my only joy, now I come to prove thee, Though my abscence long, may procure suspition, Yet I will not wrong thee in no condition, For I am only he, that loves none but thee, Wherefore let not me, be of hopes frustrated, But grant Love to me. for which long I have waited. Speake thou comely Maid, to a man distressed, Helpe a love-sick blade, that is sore oppressed, Give to me my doome, for in love I languish, Either smile or frowne, to my joy or anguish Which if thou refraine nothing else but paine,
In me shall remaine, then farwell all pleasure, Nothing else I gaine, but sorrow beyond all measur Such a comely face modest grave and witty Cannot in this case be so void of pitty Then grant unto me what I do desire For my heart by thee is only set on fire, Be not to me unkind, in me thou shalt find Such a constant mind, as doth scorne to waver Only I am inclind to obtaine thy favour. Cupids feathered Dart I right well espie it Wounded hath my heart I cannot deny it Although I be,
in a sad condition Thinke not to go free by swearing of ambition Lest that you do fall into Cupids thrall As we are subject all by the laws of nature Both to great and small to poore and Princely creatur Wise King Solomon was taken in that manner And great Samson strong marcht under that banner Venus glittering faire and that beauteous Helen Farre beyond compare yet they all seemd willing Thus we plainly see all to love agree Wheresoever they be from Capricorn to Cancer Sweet blame not me but let me have an answer The Maidens answer.
YOu do say you Love, but it is no matter, Often times it proves young-men use to flatter, And many a harmlesse Maid, by your false delusion, Oft times is betray'd and brought to confusion: Therefore Maids beware, take a speciall care, Lest you catch the snare? for the Serpent lowers, Often times not far from the fairest Flowers, Priam's onely Heire, Dido's griefe augmented; Promising full faire what he nere intended: All's not Gold that's bright, all's not true that's spoken, Many wrongs seemes right, a faire Nut may prove rotten The fire that burneth fast, instantly doth wast, And the hotest blast, of the eagrest Wooer, Long time cannot last, in all it's heat and power. The fairest Flowers that be, have the faintest savor? More men match we see, for Gold then good behaviour You shall hear of few that will say what is shee, You shall have enough that will say what hath shee.
This wealth is bewitching & mens minds outstretching Still their fingers itching to be joynd in Marriage More for gold and riches then for comely carriage Cupid I do scorne and his false enticement Ere I match I've sworn to take good advisement But methinks I speak on a slender fashion Women are to weak to resist that passion Should I then refraine such a golden Chaine, Which wou'd make on traine, almost through this nation, I must needs confesse, here's an alteration. The furthest of my thoughts you alone have battered, If you prove not kind, all my hopes are scattered, Oh my heart doth yeeld through your strong affection You have won the field and brought me to subjection, Constant sure I am sweet forever then And thee love I can as I am a Woman You are the only man, here I pray the Summon.
FINIS. London Printed for Richard Burton, at he Horshooe in Smith-field.