A Conscionable Couple:OR,
[T]he valiant Resolution of a Young-man and a Maid,
That have left all their Kindred, as true folks have said:Twas for their Religion and good Conscience sake,
That they forsook England, a Voyage to take.These two loving Protestants kindly together,
Are gone to seek Fortunes, theres no man knows whither.
To a curious new Tune, Or, The Faithful Friend.
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THis doth make the world to wonde[r],
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T[h]at thou and I must pa[r]t asunder;
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Par[t]ing from thee s[o]re do[t]h g[r]ieve me,
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O so lo[a]th I am to leave [th]ee:
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Leave thee, leave thee, Ill not leave thee,
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O so loath I am to leave thee.
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I [l]ove thee dear, yet dare not show it,
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Let not thy Friends nor Father know it,
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The joyes and comforts late abounded;
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Now is my heart with sorrows w[o]unded.
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Parting from thee sore doth grieve me,
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O how loath I am to leave thee.
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Thy amorous looks makes me admire,
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And set my senses all on fire:I would forego all earthly treasure,
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T[o] spend m[y] time with thee in pleasure:
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But we must part, which sore doth grieve me,
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O how loath am I to leave thee.
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Thou in mine eye art such a creature,
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The like was never framd by Nature:Thy sweet behaviour and thy carriage,
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Loves Queen by no means can disp[a]rage,
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But we must part, which sore doth grieve me,
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O how loath am I to leave thee!
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Cruel Fortune, I must curse th[e]e,
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Cause thy false designs doth force me;
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Thus to go and l[e]ave my True-love,
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Farewel, ten thousands times adieu Love
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We needs must part, that sore doth grieve me,
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O how loath I am to leave thee!
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Mark these words which here are spoken,
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This gold Ring keep for a token;
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And when I am furthest from thee,
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Prethee Sweet-heart think upon me,
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Part we must, which sore doth grieve me,
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O how loath I am to leave thee!
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Tis long of Englands strange Division
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And the altering of Religion:
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That I am exposd [t]o danger,
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And to tr[a]v[e]l like a stranger;
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This of all the rest doth grive me,
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That I am inforcd to leave thee.
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My dear Love, when we are pa[r]ted
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I shall be so heavy-hearted,
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That no joyes I shall r[e]cover,
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Therefore as thou art my Lov[e]r,
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Prethee Sweet-heart take me to thee,
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Say but the word, and Ill go with thee.
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Let Father frown, and Mother chide me,
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Ile go with thee what-ever be[t]ide me;
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If it were through fire and water,
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Lead the way, I[]le follow after:
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I prethee Sweet-heart take me to thee,
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Say but the word, and Ill go with thee.
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I[f] to the Seas thou make thy venter,
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I in the Ship will also enter:Or if thou on the Shore wilt tarry,
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I the self-[s]ame m[i]nd do carry,
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So thou vouchsafe to take me to thee,
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Speak but the word, and Ill go with thee.
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Or if thou wilt be a Souldier,
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Place a Musket on my shoulder:
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Put me on some mans apparel,
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I will sta[?]ely sight thy quarrel;
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I fear not what man can do me,
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Speak but the word and I[]ll go with thee.
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Neither Sword nor Persecution
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Shall break off my Resolution:Though a[l]l the world forsake thee
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For my Comrade I will [t]ake thee;
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If thou wilt but take me to thee,
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Speak the word, and Ill go with thee.
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Farewel Father, farewel Mother,
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Farewel Sister, farewel Brother,
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Farewel Friends, and farewel Kindred,
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I from my Love will not be hindred;
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Now prethee Sweet-heart take me to thee
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Hap well or woe, Ill now go with thee.
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Si[n]ce thou standst fi[r]m to th old Religion
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My self am of the same condition;
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England weel leave, and march together,
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No earthly creature shall know whither;
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Conscience moves me to come to thee,
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Thou hast spoke Love, Ill go with thee.
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