John Robinsons Park, Or a merry fit of Wooing.
Within a Park a young Man met a Maid
With courtingand sporting the Damsel with him staid
In pastime and pleasure she uttered her mind
Saying pray thee sweet hony be loving and kind.
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AS I went through
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John Robinsons Park,
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I heard a Bir[d] singing
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which pleased my heart:
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It pleased my heart
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and contented my mind,
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Saying pray thee sweet hony
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be loving and kind.
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Be loving and kind Love
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and take my advice,
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And be no more cheated
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at Cards or at Dice,
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For the Cards and the Dice
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Love, will do the much harm,
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Then stay at home Honey
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to keep thy love warm.
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Sweet hony make much
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of thy Fallow Deer,
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To hunt them and chase them
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thou needst not to fear;
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Take pleasure at home
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to content thy mind,
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And I pray thee sweet hony
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be loving and kind.
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To take my advice,
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it will do thee good,
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To encrease thy health
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and nourish thy blood,
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It will be to thy pleasure
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and content thy mind.
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Then pray thee sweet hony
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be loving and kind.
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Within thy own Park, Love
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thou hast a pure Doe,
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To hunt at thy pleasure
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full well thou dost know,
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Then take thy fill
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to content thy mind,
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Then I pray thee sweet hony
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be loving, etc,
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Uncouple your Dogs
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and sound up thy horn,
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And lay them on closely
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thy Doe for to chase,
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For better thou may hunt her
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from Evening till Morn,
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While I in my arms love
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Thy body imbrace.
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The second part to the same Tune.
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CAll Herpin and Terepin,
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and bonny Blew Bell,
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Call Terrylug and Malkin
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to sound up the Knell:
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Call Prickears and Primrose
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the game for to mind,
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And I pray thee sweet hony
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be loving and kind.
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Call D[r]ummer and Plummer
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and Ginger deline;
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Call [?]aller and Waller
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the gams at the prime
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And see the Beugle horn
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soundly you blow,
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So meerily ran the hounds
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all on a row.
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Heres Nector and Hector
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and Sampson so strong,
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And Lilly white Larkin
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laid the Doe all along,
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Yet had no great hurt
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which pleased my mind,
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And I pray thee sweet hony
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be loving and kind.
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The game being ended
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the truth for to tell,
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He took his Dogs
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which ran passing well;
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The pleasure and pastime
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well pleased my mind,
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Saying pray thee sweet hony
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be, etc:
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Well now my swyet hony
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thy counsel Ile take,
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The Cards and the Dice, Love,
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I mean to forsake,
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And stay at home hony
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to content thy mind.
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And I vow evermore
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to be, etc.
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For many a time
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abroad I did go
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To see my Hounds run
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after a wild Doe,
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Though now I confess
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it hath done me much harm,
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Now Il stay at home hony
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to keep my love warm.
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At Cards and at Dice
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I have many a day
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Delighted my self
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to sport and to play,
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And when the night came
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I have chast the wild Doe
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But now I intend Love
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to do no more so.
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Come all you brave Huntsmen,
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that loves Fallow Deer
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Unto this my story
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I pray lend an ear.
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If hunting the Doe
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come to you by kind,
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The sound of the Horn
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will run still in your mind.
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Your Dogs and your horn
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I and your Cross Bow
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Is all your delight
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where ever you go
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And the quarter staffe
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must not stay behind;
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Saying pray thee sweet hony
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be loving and kind.
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Concluding if any
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desire to know
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What is the true me[a]ning
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of this Fallow Doe;
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Or why this Theam
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doth run so in mind
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To say pray the sweet, etc.
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As late in an evening
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I chanced to walk
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I heard a young couple
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most lovingly talk.
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But what they did else
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It must stay behind,
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Saying, etc.
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Their sport being ended
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a way they did go
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This gallant brave Keeper
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and his Fallow Doe.
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For sporting and courting
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he had pleased her mind,
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Saying pray thee sweet honey
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be loving and kind.
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