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<DATE>2008-09-02</DATE>
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<NAME>Mona Logarbo</NAME>
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<ITEM>Proofed and reviewed as part of batch B080731.pdcc.</ITEM>
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<VID>182003</VID>
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<DIV1 TYPE="ballad">
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<HEAD>A Serious Di&s;cour&s;e between two lovers.</HEAD>
<ARGUMENT>
<L><HI>This Song will teach young Men to wooe,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And &s;hew young Maidens what to do;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Nay it will learn them to be cunning too.</HI></L>
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<OPENER>To the Tune of, When Sol will ca&s;t no Light, Or, Deep in love.</OPENER>
<BYLINE>By John Wade.</BYLINE>
<P><FIGURE>
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<SP>
<LG>
<L>MY pretty little Rogue</L>
<L>do but come hither,</L>
<L>With thee i'le not collogue,</L>
<L>if thou'lt con&s;ider</L>
<L>The pains for thee i've took,</L>
<L><HI>Cupid</HI> &s;o wounds me.</L>
<L>But now i'me in the Brook,</L>
<L>if thou do&s;t not love me.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>I'le for&s;ake all my Kin,</L>
<L>Father and Mother,</L>
<L>I value not a pin,</L>
<L>or any other;</L>
<L>Tis only thy &s;weet face</L>
<L>the which doth move me,</L>
<L>And I think thou ha&s;t &s;ome grace,</L>
<L>and thou'lt love me.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Riches i'le promi&s;e none,</L>
<L>nor no great trea&s;ure,</L>
<L>Becau&s;e i'le do no wrong</L>
<L>to thee my plea&s;ure:</L>
<L>But all that e're I have,</L>
<L>thou &s;halt command it,</L>
<L>And i'le maintain thee brave,</L>
<L>thou'&s;t under&s;tand it.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>My Word nor yet my Oath</L>
<L>&s;hall not be broken,</L>
<L>Then take this &s;ugered Ki&s;s,</L>
<L>in &s;ign of Loves token.</L>
<L>My heart is firm and true,</L>
<L>then let pitty move thee,</L>
<L>Ile not &s;eek for a new,</L>
<L>if thou'lt but love me.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>The Maid.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Good Sir I thank you fine</L>
<L>for what is &s;poken,</L>
<L>But all's not gold that &s;hines,</L>
<L>and as for your token,</L>
<L>I &s;hall not it receive,</L>
<L>though you do prove me,</L>
<L>My joy thou'&s;t ne'r bereave,</L>
<L>for I cannot love thee.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
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<DIV2 N="2" TYPE="part">
<HEAD>The &s;econd Part,</HEAD>
<OPENER>To the &s;ame Tune.</OPENER>
<SP>
<LG>
<L>Young-Men can &s;wear and lie,</L>
<L>but who will believe them,</L>
<L>All goodne&s;s they defie,</L>
<L>and it ne'r grieves them,</L>
<L>Only to tempt a Maid</L>
<L>by their delu&s;ion,</L>
<L>Therefore I am afraid</L>
<L>'twil breed confu&s;ion.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>A Maid had need beware</L>
<L>that doth mean hone&s;t,</L>
<L>Le&s;t &s;he falls in a &s;nare</L>
<L>when they do promi&s;e:</L>
<L>For they will vow and &s;wear</L>
<L>they'l never leave you,</L>
<L>But when they know your mind,</L>
<L>then they'l deceive you.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Therefore I will be wi&s;e,</L>
<L>le&s;t I be taken,</L>
<L>In a Fools Paradi&s;e,</L>
<L>and then be for&s;aken.</L>
<L>Ile put no tru&s;t in man,</L>
<L>to one nor other,</L>
<L>Let them do what they can,</L>
<L>if't were my brother.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>The Man.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>My Dear you do but je&s;t,</L>
<L>I may boldly &s;peak it,</L>
<L>Of all I love thee be&s;t,</L>
<L>prithee &s;o take it.</L>
<L>There is no fle&s;h alive</L>
<L>ever &s;hall move me,</L>
<L>If thou wilt be my Wife,</L>
<L>i'le dearly love thee.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Servants on thee &s;hall tend,</L>
<L>and come at thy plea&s;ure,</L>
<L>For I will be thy friend</L>
<L>to bring thee trea&s;ure.</L>
<L>What can&s;t thou wi&s;h for more,</L>
<L>then do but prove me,</L>
<L>And thou &s;halt plainly find</L>
<L>how dear I love thee.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>For means thou &s;halt not want,</L>
<L>if I do gain thee,</L>
<L>I have good hou&s;e and land,</L>
<L>for to maintain thee.</L>
<L>I have good Sheep i'th field,</L>
<L>and Bea&s;t's that's proving,</L>
<L>All is at thy command,</L>
<L>if thou'lt be loving.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>I'le give thee gold my dear,</L>
<L>I'le give thee money,</L>
<L>Then thou need'&s;t not to fear,</L>
<L>I'le be thy honey:</L>
<L>No Lady in the Land</L>
<L>ever &s;hall move me,</L>
<L>Thou'&s;t have my heart and hand</L>
<L>if thou'&s;t but love me.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>The Maid.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Your words are very fair,</L>
<L>I much commend you,</L>
<L>Seeing you are &s;o fair,</L>
<L>thus I'le befriend you:</L>
<L>Though at fir&s;t I was coy,</L>
<L>'twas but to prove thee,</L>
<L>Yet now I'le be thy joy,</L>
<L>and dearly love thee.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<LG>
<L>The young man hearing this,</L>
<L>by the hand took her,</L>
<L>The bargain &s;eal'd with a Ki&s;s,</L>
<L>he ne'r for&s;ook her.</L>
<L>But &s;trait to Church they went</L>
<L>things were &s;o carried,</L>
<L>He gave his Love content,</L>
<L>when they was Married.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thus all young Maids may find</L>
<L>young men are hone&s;t,</L>
<L>If they bear the like mind,</L>
<L>true to their promi&s;e,</L>
<L>But if they fal&s;ifie,</L>
<L>who can believe them?</L>
<L>And when they have lo&s;t their loves</L>
<L>then it doth grieve them.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
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<P>Printed for <HI>P. Brooksby</HI> at the Golden-Ball, in <HI>We&s;t-&s;mithfiled.</HI></P>
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