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<HEAD>THE <HI>Merry Wooing of Robin &amp; Ioan</HI> The We&s;t-Country Lovers.</HEAD>
<OPENER>To the Tune of, <HI>The beginning of the World,</HI> Or, <HI>Sellingers Round,</HI> Or, <HI>Great Boobe.</HI></OPENER>
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<LG>
<L><HI>O</HI> Mother thave been a Batchellor</L>
<L>This twelve and twenty years,</L>
<L>And Ize have often been a wooing:</L>
<L>And yet cham never the near:</L>
<L><HI>Joan Gromball</HI> cheel ha none of me</L>
<L>Ize look &s;o like a Lowr:</L>
<L>But I vaith cham as proper a Man as &s;he</L>
<L>Zhe needs not be Zo &s;tout.</L>
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<LG>
<L>She Zaies if ize coud dance and &s;ing,</L>
<L>As <HI>Thomas Miller</HI> con,</L>
<L>Or cut a Cauper, as little <HI>Jack Taylor</HI></L>
<L>O how cheed love me then;</L>
<L>But zoft and fair, chil none of that,</L>
<L>I vaith cham not Zo nimble</L>
<L>The Taylors have nought to trouble his thoughts</L>
<L>But his needle and his thimble.</L>
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<LG>
<L>O Zon th' art of lawful Age</L>
<L>And a jolly tide Boy</L>
<L>Ide have thee try her one again</L>
<L>She can but &s;ay nay:</L>
<L>Then O Gramarcy Mother</L>
<L>Chill Zet a good Vaces of the matter</L>
<L>Chill dre&s;s up my Zelf as fine as a Dog,</L>
<L>And chill have a fre&s;h bout at her.</L>
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<LG>
<L>And fir&s;t chill put on my Zunday Parrel,</L>
<L>That lac'd about the Quarters;</L>
<L>VVith a pair of Buckram Slops</L>
<L>And a Vlanting pair of Garters</L>
<L>VVith my Sword tide va&s;t to my Zide</L>
<L>And my Grandfathers Dugen Dagger</L>
<L>And a Peacocks Veather in my Capp,</L>
<L>Then ah how I&s;e &s;hall &s;wagger.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Nay take the Loekrum Napkin Son,</L>
<L>To wipe thy &s;notty no&s;e,</L>
<L>Tis no matter vor that chilli Snort is out</L>
<L>And Vlurt it athwart my Cloaths:</L>
<L>Dv's bod kins nay &s;ie away</L>
<L>I prethee Son do not &s;o,</L>
<L>Be mannerly Son till thou can&s;t tell</L>
<L>VVeather &s;heel ha thee or no.</L>
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<L>But Sirrah Mother hark a while,</L>
<L>VVhos that that comes &s;o near:</L>
<L>'Tis <HI>Joan Grombal,</HI> hold thy peace</L>
<L>For fear that &s;he do hear:</L>
<L>Nay out be &s;he chill dre&s;s my words,</L>
<L>In Zuch a Scholards Grace,</L>
<L>But vir&s;t of all &s;hall take my Hands,</L>
<L>And lay them athwart her Vace.</L>
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<L>Good morrow my Honey my Sugar-Candy</L>
<L>My little pretty Mou&s;e,</L>
<L>Cha hopes thy Vather and Mother be well</L>
<L>At home at thine own Hou&s;e</L>
<L>Ich am came Vart to &s;how my mind</L>
<L>Cham Zure, thou knowe&s;t my Arrant:</L>
<L>Zum &s;ay Iug that I mun ha thee,</L>
<L>O no good Sir, I warrant.</L>
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<LG>
<L>You mu&s;t (Sir Clown) is for the King,</L>
<L>And not for &s;uch a mome,</L>
<L>You might have &s;aid by your leave fair Maid</L>
<L>And let your (mu&s;t) alone.</L>
<L>Ich am no more a Clown that vlat</L>
<L>Cham in my Zunday Apparel</L>
<L>Ich came vor Love and I pray &s;o tak't</L>
<L>The hopes the will not quarrall.</L>
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<SPEAKER>Joan.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>Robin</HI> do&s;t thou love me &s;o well,</L>
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<SPEAKER>Robin.</SPEAKER>
<L>I vaith abomination,</L>
<L>VVhy then you &s;hould have fram'd your wodrs</L>
<L>Into a finer fa&s;hion.</L>
<L>Vine Va&s;hions and Vine <GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 span">eeches <GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 word">,</L>
<L>As Schollards Volks can Vtter,</L>
<L>Chad wrather &s;peak but twa words plain</L>
<L>Than half a &s;core and &s;tutter.</L>
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<SPEAKER>Robin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Chave Land, chave Hou&s;e, chave twa v<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 span"> Be<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 span"></L>
<L>That's better then fine Speeches,</L>
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<SPEAKER>Joan.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis a &s;ign that Fortune favours Fools,</L>
<L>She let them have &s;uch Riches,</L>
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<SPEAKER>Robin.</SPEAKER>
<L>Hark how &s;he comes upon me now,</L>
<L>I do wi&s;h it be a good Zine,</L>
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<SPEAKER>Joan.</SPEAKER>
<L>He that will &s;teal any wit from thee</L>
<L>Had need to ri&s;e betime.</L>
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<LG>
<L>I&s;e, Vaith I&s;e am no vool I&s;e Zay</L>
<L>I&s;e think you Zud know better:</L>
<L>Do&s;t thou think I&s;e not know I pray,</L>
<L>Good &s;peech and manners better:</L>
<L>'Tis &s;ure you know not if you did</L>
<L>You'd nee'r have been a Lover.</L>
<L>Nay nay, my Dear, nay nay udzlid</L>
<L>Why mun not I di&s;cover.</L>
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<LG>
<L>What long in &s;ecret i'&s;e ha kept</L>
<L>And woud ha longer done it</L>
<L>Had not my Pa&s;&s;ion been Zo heap'd</L>
<L>I&s;e had no more Room for it.</L>
<L>And are you in Love as you Zay.</L>
<L>Yes Vaith and Troth I&s;e Zware it</L>
<L>Then prithee <HI>Robin</HI> &s;et the day</L>
<L>And wees ee'n both be Married.</L>
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