The up-shot of a New Wedding.
OR, The Merry Discourse between Randal and Mary.
Their Wooing was cross, though their hearts they were true,
They love one another dearly without more ado,
But he put her too't, to try what she was,
But he could not get a touch till the Wedding was past,
But now the Wedding is past, and the business is done,
They may strike up Tom Piper, for a Daughter or a Son.
The Tune is, Tom Farthing.
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THere was a Young-man, a Young-man,
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He went to a Young-woman:
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His business it was great I swear,
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And of her he had a mighty care,
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And invited her to the Fair,
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Because he loves her, he loves her,
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So dearly that he'd love her.
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Thou art welcome now my love and dear,
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I am joyful that I have met thee here,
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I am constant to thee I do swear,
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I love thee, I love thee,
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O Mary I do love thee.
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But Mary, but Mary,
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I ask thee wilt thou have me?
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And I will love thee to the end
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And be thy true and constant friend,
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And give thee such as God doth send,
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Because that I do love thee,
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So dearly I do love thee.
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And Mary if thou be but kind,
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And let me try what I can find,
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It will do me good and please my mind,
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Because that I do love thee, do love thee,
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So dearly I do love thee.
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Why Randal, why Randal,
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It's time enough to handle,
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O when the Wedding Knot is ty'd,
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And I am made thy lawful Bride;
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Then do thy worst I will abide,
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Because thou say'st thou lov'st me, etc.
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Because thou say'st, etc.
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Till then thou must content thy mind,
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Thou must not try what thou canst find,
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I'le be kind to thee, but not so kind,
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For all thou say'st thou lov'st me, etc.
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For all thou say'st, etc.
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O Mary, O Mary,
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I prethee once more hear me,
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I'le Marry thee thou need'st not fear,
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And tell thee a Story in thy ear,
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Shall do thee good in all the Year,
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Because that I love thee, do love thee,
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Because, etc.
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I'le give thee a Kiss, one two, or three,
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And make amends and Marry thee,
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What if I venture a little above thy knee,
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Because that I do love thee, do love thee,
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Because, etc.
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Why Randal, why Randal,
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O hold thy tongue good Randal,
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I'le not be call'd a Whore with thee,
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Nor never a Man that Marries me,
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Till the Wedding's past I'le not agree,
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For all thou say't thou lov'st me, etc.
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For all, etc.
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Till then I will not yield to thee,
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For all thou profferest fair to me,
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I'le keep thy hand below my Knee,
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For all thou say'st thou lov'st me, etc.
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For all thou say'st, etc.
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O Randal, O Randal,
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Thour't a cunning Chapman Randal,
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I wonder were thou went'st to School,
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That would so fain make me a Fool,
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I'me sure thou can'st not love me, etc.
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I'me sure, etc.
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A man's made to ask, as all men say,
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But a woman's made to say him nay,
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And not to destroy her self and go astray,
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That man can never love me, love me,
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That man, etc.
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O Mary, O Mary,
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Thou hast pleas'd me now brave Mary,
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An honest Girl I am sure thou art,
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I'le Marry thee, we'l never part,
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I love, I love thee,
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So dearly I do love thee.
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And Mary if thou wilt agree,
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On Sunday next we'l Wedded be,
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With all my heart, good Sir, said she,
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Then I am bound to love thee, to love thee
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Then I, etc.
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For Sunday it did come at last,
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Their friends came to thee Wedding feast,
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With her his Bride, and all were pleas'd,
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Now they love one another dearly, dearly
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Now they love one another dearly.
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FINIS.
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