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3.115 R182677 1 sweet open the Door Sweet Open the Door [Swe]et open the door and let me come in,/ [?] to be a Wooer I now begin, tune unclear: To a pleasant New Tune: Or, sweet o[p]en the Doo[r], &c.; irregularity in imprint: 2ndn 's' in 'Passinger' broken and looks like an 'i'. Pepys 3.115 Wing R1115; Rollins (2) 2278 (July 17, 1640, IV, 516, Mrs. Griffin); Rollins (2) 2568 (July 26, 1658, ii, 189, F.C., T.V., W.G.). Pepys Library The Pepys ballads : facsimile volume Editor W.G. Day D.S. Brewer Cambridge [England] 1987 Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 3: 115 The Repulsive Maid./ Who once to a young-man, but now cannot win,/ To open the door, and let him come in. The Repulsive Maid. Who once to a young-man, but now cannot win, To open the door, and let him come in. The Repulsive Maid. Who Once to a Young Man, but Now Cannot Win, to Open the Door, and Let Him Come in. 1/2 sheet oblong folio, ?210 x 325 cropped left and right edges, creased, uneven inking 1681-1684 Printed for I. Wright, I. Clarke, W. Thackeray, and T. Pasiinger. J. Wright, J. Clarke, W. Thackeray, T. Passinger Blagden

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Young-man. [Swe]et open the door and let me come in, [?] to be a Wooer I now begin. [?]y thy Lover I have been, [?] love thee and no more. Maid. [?] [Op]en the door that I could do, [?] it were for an hour or two, [?] that my father or mother should know, [? sho]uld be beaten sore Young-man. [?] beaten for me my love that were a sin, [?]e open the door and let me come in, [?] [fa]ther, nor mother, nor none of thy kin, [?] never beat thee more. Maid. [?] [op]en the door love I have been bold, [?] any false tales I have been told, [?] [an]other man hath my heart in hold, [?] [ca]nnot love thee therefore
Young-man. Thou know'st before when the time hath been, Thou hast open'd the door and let me come in, But now my love is not worth a pin, I prithee tell me wherefore. Maid. I am not disposed to tell the now, Go walk Knave as thou know'st how? For I can no entrance to thee allow, adieu for evermore. Young-man. To knock and to call I will never lin, Till you open the door and let me come in, With coming I fell and have broken my shin, which grieves me very sore. Maid. If thou hast broken thy shin my love sorry am I, Yet cannot I find in my heart for to cry, I'le give thee a plaster for it by and by, shall pain thee ten times more.
Young-man. I Prethee love do not to jear begin, But open the door and let me come in, I'le be more kind then ever I have been, I prithee love open the door, Maid. Two words to a bargain my small friend, To open the door I do not intend, My Father and Mother I oft did offend, i'le never offend them more, Young-man. Of father and Mother do not tell me, For I am come alone to visit thee, And if my face thou wilt not see, then shew me a reason wherfore. Maid. A reason just I can you tell, To do it now doth not like me well, I hate thee as bad as the Devil in hell, then adieu for ever more. Young-man. How comes it to pass my love thou art so curst And wert so kind to me at the first, Of all men living my luck is the worst, to be hated and know not wherefore.
Maid. Alas Sir, I have found out your tricks, You love did crave of five or six, Yet take who you will, it shall never me vex. adieu for evermore. Young-man. What though I have made choice of 6 or 7, Nay, what if I had nine ten or eleven, Yet thou may'st make the dozen even, and do as thou hast done before. Maid. I am not the first that hath done amiss, Nor shall be the last that a knave will kiss, I pray the pick English out of this, you shall never kiss me more. Young-man. The Rose is red, and the leaves are green, And the days are past which I have seen, Another man may be where I have been, though now I am thrust out of door. Maid. Walk Knave is a Parrots note, And if the Hang-man don't get your Coat, I'le meet you at Holbourn-hill in a Boat, if ever I love you more.
Printed for J. Wright, J. Clarke, W. Thackeray, and T. Pasiinger.