A Tryal of True Love:
Or,
The Loyal Damosels Resolution.
Wherein she doth declare, her Mind is such,
No Pains or Travel she at all will grutch;
To follow her dear Love, in Weal or Woe,
To the Remotest Climate she will go:
A Pattern to all Maidens, for to see,
The sweet Effects of Love and Constancy.
Tune of, The Flatteries of Fate: Or, Jenny, Jenny, etc.
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YOu Loyal young Damosells
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whose Lovers are bent,
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To serve in the wars
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with a valiant intent,
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Hear my resolution
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where ever you be,
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And say that my mind
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is a Kingdom to me.
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I still will be constant
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And true to my Friend,
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For I will go with my love
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To the worlds end.
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I can have no Comfort
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in staying behind,
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But Sorrows and Anguish
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to trouble my mind,
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Therefore for my fancy
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with him I will go
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Who now is my dearest
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and ever was so.
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I still will be constant etc.
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Since he is resolved
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his foes to Ingage,
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Although that I am but
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of a tender Age,
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His loving Sweet company
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Ile not forgo,
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But I will march with him
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in weal or in wo.
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I still will be Constant etc.
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I value not dangers
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my temper is free
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All hardship whatever
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to take patiently,
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Ile find a reward
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for my Labour and pain
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If once we return
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to old England again.
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Therefore Ile be constant
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And true to my friend,
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For I will go with my love
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To the worlds end.
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THe wars they are Irksome
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to Maidens we know,
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But yet so much love
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to my dearest I owe,
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That I am contented
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with him to abide,
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And never forsake him
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what ever betide.
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I still will be constant
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And true to my Friend,
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For I will go with my love
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To the worlds end.
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His Love and his valour
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to me hath been shown,
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His vertue, and Courage,
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through England is known,
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To fight for his King
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he will venture his blood.
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And I my self with him
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will cross the Salt Flood,
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I still will be constant etc.
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If that I were minded
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to tarry behind,
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I might have a Husband,
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though not to my mind,
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But for his dear sake
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I will venture my life
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So he will be faithful
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and make me his wife,
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I still will be constant etc.
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In France or in Flanders,
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where ever it be,
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In storms and in Tempests,
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in crossing the Sea,
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With patience Ile Suffer
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what falls to my Share,
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No hardship nor danger
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with love may compare.
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I still will be constant etc.
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Then father, and mother
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I pray be content,
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Of my Resolution
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I ner shall repent,
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Then grant me your Blessing
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pray let it be so,
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That well I may prosper
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where ever I go.
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I still will be constant etc.
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Dear Brother, and Sister,
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it grieveth my heart
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That from my relations
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I now must depart,
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But I am in hopes
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for to see you again,
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If that I do live
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To come over the Main,
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I still will be constant, etc.
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Parthenia to Argulas
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near was more free
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Then I will unto my dear
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constant ever be,
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Tis love that doth cause me
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such dangers to try,
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Since I am not fearful
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But willing to dye,
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I still will be Constant, etc.
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And now my own dearest
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to thee I declare,
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That I am resovd
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in thy fortune to Share,
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Then let thy kind answer
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all sorrows remove,
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That I may have pleasure
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and joy in thy love.
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For I will be Constant
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And true to my Friend,
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And I will go with my Love
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To the Worlds end.
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