EBBA 31503
British Library - Roxburghe
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The two Faithful
LOVERS, OR
A merry song in praise of Betty.
Young men and Maids I do intend
To sing a song thats newly pend,
And if you please to have it out
Twill please your fancies without doubt.
To the tune of the Amrous Damsel of Bristol City.
By T B With Allowance.
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IN a May morning as I was walking
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I heard two Lovers together talking
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With words so sweet he spake unto her
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And thus he did begin to woe her.
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Said he well met my dearest Betty,
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Thou art a Girl that is wondrous pretty,
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If I could gain but your love and favour
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Ile be thy dearest love for ever.
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Slight not sweetheart this loving motion
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A hundred pound it ts my portion,
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But if we never enjoy one penny,
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True love is better then bags of money.
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The Maids Answer.
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Good sir your words are kindly spoken
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But hasty love is soonest broken
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Its good for you observe your doin
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And be not you too quick in wooing.
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If I should grant you my love to marry
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Perhaps youd wish you did longer tarry
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And in one year begin to flout me
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And wish that you had gone without me.
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Some men do flout their wifes tis certain
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And say they might had better Fortune
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So this they always frown and Louer
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And scarcely live one quiet hour.
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The Mans Answer.
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Sweet heart my love on thee is fixed
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Both night and day I am perplexed
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Then prethee do not thou deny me
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But come sweetheart and sit down by me
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Doubt not sweet heart ile nere offend thee.
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My love is true which I pretend thee
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Ile not forsake thee for Gold nor Money
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Then do not slight me my dearest Honey
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Betty blame me not for my Speeches
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I do not aim for Gold nor Riches
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My heart is fixed without moveing
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Sweet Betty be thou kind and loving
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Grant but to me thy Love and favour
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Both day and night I hard will labour
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If that I have but health my honey
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Thou shalt not want for meat nor Money.
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The Maids Answer.
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Young men have such a way in woeing
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T vow and swear theyl still be loving
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Yet in one year there is small regarding
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Which makes some maids repent their bargain
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Yet if I thought your love was constant
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Which you pretend now at this instant
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Methinks I cannot well deny thee
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Because with words you satisfie me.
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For what you said I do commend you
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And in this cause I will befreind you
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Ask but the good will of my Father
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And you and I will joyn together.
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The Mans Answer.
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Oh now thy words it doth revive me
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For I did fear thou wouldest deny me
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Whiles life doth last ile never forsake thee
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Since for my wife I mean to take thee
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There is never a Maid in London City
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In my conceit is like my Betty
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She is so hansome in her favour
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I think my selfe a blest to have her.
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So to conclude I wish each Lover
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To prove so constant to each other
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As those too did of whom Ime speaking
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There need not be so much heart breaking.
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FINIS
London printed for F. C[oles]
T. Vere, J. Wright, and
J Clark,
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