A new Northeren Jigge, called,
Daintie come thou to me.
|
WIlt thou forsake mee thus,
|
and leave me in misery?
|
And I gave my hand to thee,
|
onely with thee to die:
|
Cast no care to thy heart,
|
from thee I will not flee,
|
Let them all say what they will,
|
Dainty come thou to me.
|
Were my state good or ill,
|
rich, or in misery,
|
Yet would I love thee still,
|
proove me and thou shalt see.
|
Cast no care, etc.
|
Were you rich, were you poore,
|
were you in miserie,
|
I will beg from doore to doore,
|
all for to maintaine thee:
|
Cast no care, etc.
|
Were I Lord, were I Knight,
|
came I of high degree,
|
All my Lands should be thine,
|
try me and thou shalt see.
|
Cast no care, etc.
|
If the Indie Gold were mine,
|
and all the wealth of Spaine
|
All that it should be thine,
|
proove me yet once againe:
|
Cast no care, etc.
|
Thy beauty doth excell,
|
above all I love thee,
|
With thee I meane to dwell,
|
try me and thou shalt see:
|
Cast no care, etc.
|
I promise for thy sake,
|
all other to forsake,
|
And onely thee to take,
|
trye mee and thou shalt see:
|
Cast no care, etc.
|
Let me thy love obtaine,
|
or else I am but slaine,
|
Revive me once againe,
|
sweet I desire thee.
|
Cast no care, etc.
|
If Friends doe frowne and fret,
|
and Parents angry be,
|
And Brothers griefe is great,
|
yet I love none but thee.
|
Cast no care, etc.
|
Heres my hand and my heart,
|
faith and troth unto thee,
|
From thee I will not start,
|
try mee and thou shalt see.
|
Cast no care, etc.
|
Thus my Friends I forsake,
|
with thee my life to spend,
|
Refusing no paines to take,
|
untill my life doth end:
|
Cast no care, etc.
|
Farewell my trusty Love,
|
true as the Turtle-dove.
|
I will as constant prove,
|
till we two meet againe.
|
Cast no care, etc.
|
|
|
|
|
|