Faithful Inflamed Lover:
OR,
The true Admirer of Beauty.
Being an Account of a Worthy Squire that Marryed a Farmers Daughter.
This Beauteous maid his Heart betray'd,
he lov'd her not for store;
He sought not one for Wealth alone,
he had enough before.
Tune of , Over Hills and High Mountains.
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N Ow my dearest sweet Jewel,
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I am come for to prove
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Whether you can be cruel,
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or obedient to love:
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I acquaint you this hour
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with the pains I endure,
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Love it lies in thy power,
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for to kill or to cure.
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Ever sleeping and waking,
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still my thoughts is on thee,
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But it proves my Hearts breaking,
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when I perfectly see
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That you give a denyal,
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though my Love it is true,
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Yet I vow to be Loyal,
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I can love none but you.
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In my slumber I fancy
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that I have in my arms,
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My most beautiful Nancy ,
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this my sences alarms:
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Love I then am contented,
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with a meer Golden Dream,
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But I wake more to[r]mented,
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in a far worse extream.
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O that I might enjoy thee,
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of a blessing I share,
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There is none shall annoy thee,
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I will tender my dear;
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In my arms thee i'le nourish,
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where I will thee infold,
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And in Silks thou shalt flourish,
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love, imbroidered with Gold.
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I will Crown thee with pleasure,
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now my amorous Girl,
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And endue thee with treasure,
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to adorn thee with Pearl;
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Being wounded with Beauty,
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now my dear I adore,
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Love it is but my duty,
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were it twenty times more.
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The Maidens Reply.
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P Ray attend to the Sequel,
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and be ruled by me,
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There is many more equal
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to your Birth and Degree:
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It is not my desire,
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as I freely relate,
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In the least to aspire,
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or strive to be great.
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Though you me do admire,
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when you call me your dear,
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Should I grant your desire,
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I have reason to fear;
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Being lowly descended,
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your Relations will frown,
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While they are thus offended,
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I shall be run down.
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For your proffer I care not,
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then pray Sir be mute,
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Nay, to venture I dare not,
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'tis a dangerous suit;
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Many covetous parents,
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as tis known to be true,
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They have set at variance,
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and divided them too.
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The M an.
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'Tis a tryal to Patience,
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while you are severe,
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Tell me not of Relations,
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I adore thee my dear:
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Then a promise i'le make thee,
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so thou shalt be sure,
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I will never forsake thee,
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now while life doth endure.
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When she found he was Loyal,
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then the Damsel did yield,
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Making no more denyal,
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thus he conquer'd the Field:
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Then they both were united,
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in true loke to dwell,
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And the Parents invited,
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so the matters went well.
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