Love in a MAZE; or, The Young-man put to his Dumps.
Here in this Song you may behold and see
A gallant Girl obtaind by Wit and Honesty;
All you that hear my Song, and mark it but aright,
Will say true Loves worth Gold, and breeds delight.
To a pleasant New tune, called, the true Lovers delight; or, the Cambridge Horn.
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LAte in the morning, as I abroad was walking,
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All in a Meadow green, I heard two Lovers talking;
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With kisses sweet the young-man her Saluted,
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Then I drew near to hear what they disputed:
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Then I drew near to hear what they disputed.
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Young-man.
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Fair Maid, quoth he, this merry morning,
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Present one smile to me, and be no longer scorning;
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Him who hath vowd to be thine own for ever,
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O say but to me, Our loves shall never sever:
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O say, etc.
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Maid.
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Indeed Sir, quoth she, it is a misty morning,
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But I would have you to know I alwaies hated scorning,
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And as for love, as yet I mean to smother,
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I know not one as yet I love better than another:
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I know, etc.
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Young-man.
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True love, sweet-heart, quod he, if ere you chance to know it,
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It cannot smothered be, but at last youll show it;
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The first time I beheld thy sweet and comely carriage,
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I ever since desired that we were joynd in marriage:
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I ever, etc.
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Maid.
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Love Sir, quoth she, is like a Fishers Angle,
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Which oft hath golden baits silly Maidens to intangle,
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Are cunningly cast out by Young-mens false inventions,
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Then marriage theyll pretend where tis not their inten-tions
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Then marriage, etc.
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Young-man.
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O tis so, my dear, true love is like a fountain
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That cast out water clear out of a Rocky mountain,
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Whose stream for to stop youll say it is a wonder,
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Likewise tis as strange to cleave the Rocks in sunder:
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Likewise tis as, etc.
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Such is my love to thee, and shall be ever,
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No unconstant thoughts or fickle mind can sever
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My heart from thee, which alwaies shall be bringing
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Fountains clear & fresh, that from true love is springing,
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Fountains clear and fresh, etc.
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Maid.
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Your comparison, said she, I must confess is witty,
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To stay the stream of love it were a pitty;
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But your heart you compare indeed to rocky mountains,
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For stony oft they are, and cast out several fountains.
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For stony, etc.
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As from some fountain several streams are running,
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So many feigned loves you oft have by your cunning;
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Tis hard to pierce your flinty heart asunder,
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and stop your fickle streams, it is a wonder:
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And stop, etc.
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Young-man.
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Fie, fie, sweet-heart, your wit doth over-match me,
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No words I can impart but presently you catch me:
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You maidens now each day do grow so coy and witty,
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Let Young-men beg and pray, youll take of them no pitty.
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let Young-men, etc.
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Maid.
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Fie, away for shame, you Young-men can dessemble,
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Your wits are ripe, your tongues are quick and nimble,
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Indeed youll beg and pray somtimes to get your pleasure,
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Then leave us in the lurch, and we may repent at leisure:
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Then leave, etc.
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Young-man.
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Confest it is, theres many are so minded,
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But if thou wouldst prove my Constancy, thoult find it,
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Do thou but command, through danger I will enter,
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and for to gain thy love, through an army I would venter:
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And for to gain, etc.
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SWeet-heart id have you know I never could dissemble,
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and my complements are slow, my tongue was never nimble;
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Tis none but loyal love makes me come unto thee,
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It is not for thy wealth but vertue that I love thee.
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it is not for, etc.
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With that a bush of May this lovely maid espyed,
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Near to a bank of Time, whereto she quickly hyed,
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Down she pluckt the May that was so green and tender,
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and up she pluckt the time with her pretty arms so slender:
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and up she, etc.
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She stuck the bush of may in time, and did present it
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Unto this Young-man, which was soon discontented;
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Here, Sir, quoth she, if that you will be eased,
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Read but this Riddle, Sir, perhaps you may be pleased.
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Read but, etc.
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Young-man.
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He took it from her hand and receivd it as a token,
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Then in a dump did stand, & never a word was spoken;
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blushing, then at last he modestly replyed,
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Your Riddle I can read, love, and shall not be denied,
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Your Riddle, etc.
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This may stuck in time, which is to me presenting,
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Shews that I may in time gain your love & not contenting
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Which if I may, ill stay your time and leisure,
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No time ill think too long, so at last I gain the treasure.
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No time, etc.
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He took her by the hand and lovingly they walked,
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but tied in Cupids hands most amorously they talked,
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Then on each other smild with interchanging kisses,
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O tis pitty time beguiled such lovers of their blisses.
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O tis pitty, etc.
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Perhaps, sweet Sir, you by this Riddle reading,
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May think you gained me by little or no perswading,
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Which if you did, it is yet at my pleasure,
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I am not bound to you yet, but you must stay my leisure.
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I am not, etc.
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Then let this heart within this breast lie panting,
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No happiness ere see, but let joys be ever wanting;
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If ere I think an evil thought upon thee,
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let mirth be banisht quite, and sorrow wait upon me.
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Let mirth, etc.
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If it be so, quoth she, thou bearest such true affeition,
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Hereafter ill agree to be ruld by thy direction;
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No friend shall sever or break our loves asunder,
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For loyal loving hearts will be the worlds wonder.
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for Loyal, etc.
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The time that late was mine to thee shall be presented,
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all that I have is thine, then rest thy self contented;
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Thy gallant-wit, thy modesty and carriage,
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Hath won my heart, we will be joined in marriage,
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Hath won, etc.
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Young-man.
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He took her at her word, and modestly replyed,
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Short time I will afford, long time shall be denied:
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This being the first of May, our hearts being joind and wedded.
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before the fifth day in wedlock well be bedded.
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before the, etc.
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Nine hundred pound with this maiden he obtained,
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On marriage day was paid, which by his wit he gained;
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altho no means he had, she never a whit repented,
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He was a gallant lad, and she was well contented.
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He was, etc.
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Now all you pretty maids that live in town or city,
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The author you perswades to learn from this his dity,
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If a Young-man you love, look not then for his treasure,
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For if he honest prove in him is wealth and pleasure:
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for if, etc.
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You Young men ill perswade to hear my motion,
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For if you affect a maid, regard not then her portion;
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Hang ten pounds, give me the lass that loves me,
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If a good wife thoust found, no joy on Earths above thee.
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if a good, etc.
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Young-men and maids that lately went a Maying,
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Mark the Nightingale, one tune hes alwaies playing,
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Jug, jug, jug, sweet, is all the note she singeth,
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as when loyal lovers meet, no double tongues they bringeth.
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as when, etc.
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all you pretty maids that are civil in Your carriage,
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This Song is sent to you to be warie in Your marriage:
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Try before you trust, be careful in consenting,
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That when the knot is tied, there may be no repenting,
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that when the Knot is, etc.
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