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R236058 1 Dulcinas Dulcina Dulcinas WHat doth ayl my love so sadly, / in such heavy dumps to stand First kiss, and bid me welcome home. [with variation] British Library - Bagford Editor none none none none Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 2: 80 2: 81 A Pleasant New Song betwixt a Saylor and his Love; A Pleasant New Song betwixt a Sailor and his Love; ?-? I. wright, I. Clarke, W. Thackeray, and T. Passinger.

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WHat doth ayl my love so sadly, in such heavy dumps to stand Doth she grieve, or take unkindly that I am so nigh at hand Or doth she vow, She will not know, Nor speak to me when I do come; if that be so, away i'le go, First kiss and bid me welcome home. Had I ever thee forsaken, putting thee out of my mind, Then thou might'st have justly spoken that I to thee was unkind: or should I take some other mate then might thou have a cause to mourn, but let me dye, before that I Do so, then bid me welcome home. Sooner shall the grass leave growing from the Hare the Hound shall run, Husbandmen shall leave their sowing, floods shall run the Land upon, the Fish shall flye, the Sea run dry, The birds shall sing no more but mourn e're I of thee unmindful be, Then kiss and bid me welcome home.
Smile on me, be not offended, pardon grant for my amiss, Let thy favour so befriend me, as to seal it with a kiss, to me I swear, thou art so dear, That for thy sake i'le fancy none; then do not frown, but sit thee down, Sweet kiss and bid me welcome home. If thou hast proved chast Diana, since from thee I did depart, I have as constant been unto thee, for on thee fixed was my heart: no not for she, Jupiter see, Diana in her tower alone, should me intice, no i'le be nice, Then kiss and bid me welcome home. No nor, Venus, Cupids Mother, nor the fairest Wife of Jove, Should Lucretia or some other, seek by gifts to win my love, should Hellen fair, to me compare, And unto me for love make moan, yet none of these, my mind shall please, Then kiss and bid me welcome home.
FRom thy sight tho' I were banisht, yet I always was to thee, Far more kinder then Ulisses to his chaste Penellope; for why away, he once did stay, Ten years and left her all alone, but I from thee, have not been three, Sweet kiss and bid me welcome home. Come sweet-heart and sit down by me, let thy lap my pillow be, While sweet sleep my mind beguileth, and all my dreams shall be of thee, I pray thee stay, Steal not away, Let Lullaby be all thy Song; with kisses sweet, Lull me asleep, Sweet kiss and bid me welcome home. The Womans answer. I Have been sad to see how from me, thou so long from me did stay, Yet now I more rejoyce to see thee happily arriv'd this way, thou from our shore, shalt go no more, To wander thus abroad alone, but thou shalt stay, with me alway, and here's my hand, thour't welcome home.
I have prov'd Diana to thee, since from me thou went'st away, I have Suitors well nigh twenty, and much ado I had to stay, but I deny'd, when they reply'd And sent them all away with scorn, for I had sworn, to live forlorn, Until that I see the come home. Seeing thou art home returned, thou shall not go from home in haste, But lovingly come sit down by me, let my arms imbrace thy wast, farewel annoy, welcome my joy, Now Lullaby shall be the song, for now my Heart, seems loath to part, Then kiss, etc. since sweet-heart thou dost befriend me, thus to take me to thy love, Never more will I offend thee, but will ever constant prove: thou hast my heart, not to depart, But ever constant to remain; and thou art mine, and I am thine, Then let us kiss and welcome home.
FINIS. Printed for J. wright, J. Clarke, W. Thackeray, and T. Passinger.