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<HEAD>TOBIAS Ob&s;ervation;</HEAD>
<ARGUMENT>
<L>A Youngman came unto a fair,</L>
<L>by chance he met his true Love there</L>
<L>Said he, &s;weetheart thou art welcome here,</L>
<L>invited her to drink &s;ome Beer,</L>
<L>But in the end prov'd ne'r the near,</L>
<L>as in this Song it will appear.</L>
</ARGUMENT>
<OPENER>Tune of, <HI>The Country Farmer.</HI></OPENER>
<BYLINE>By Tobias Bowne.</BYLINE>
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<DIV1 TYPE="license">
<P>This may be Printed,</P>
<CLOSER><SIGNED>R. P.</SIGNED></CLOSER>
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<LG>
<L>THere was a Youngman who lately expre&s;t</L>
<L>his love to a Dam&s;el that liv'd in the <HI>We&s;t;</HI></L>
<L>And thus he began his mind to declare</L>
<L>&s;aid he, thou art welcome unto this Fair</L>
<L>I have a great mind with thee to talk,</L>
<L>come pray let us to the Tavern walk</L>
<L>Ile do thee no harm thou need&s;t not fear,</L>
<L>for Fairing i'le give thee one flaggon of Beer.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Pray how doth your Father and Mother at home,</L>
<L>they were well this morning then an&s;wered <HI>Joan</HI></L>
<L>Said he if you plea&s;e to walk with me</L>
<L>we will be as merry as merry may be:</L>
<L>To tell thee the truth I do love the dear,</L>
<L>yet I am &s;o doubtful my mind to declare</L>
<L>For fear what I ask you &s;hould me deny</L>
<L>and then for your Love I &s;hall &s;urely die</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>I hope you will not offended be</L>
<L>though I make &s;o bold to &s;peak unto thee,</L>
<L>For night nor day I can take no re&s;t,</L>
<L>for Love that lies harbour'd within my Brea&s;t</L>
<L>And thou art &s;he that can&s;t ea&s;e my pain,</L>
<L>then grant me love for love again:</L>
<L>Give me &s;ome kind an&s;wer my heart to ea&s;e,</L>
<L>and let me not langui&s;h in Loves di&s;ea&s;e.</L>
</LG>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>The Maids An&s;wer.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Good Sir, I do fancy you jeer at me,</L>
<L>your Riches and mine will never agree,</L>
<L>For I am a poor Mans daughter its known</L>
<L>I work for my Living abroad &amp; at home</L>
<L>Sometimes I'me at whom to &s;pinning of Yarn</L>
<L>and &s;ometimes abroad to reaping of Corn</L>
<L>Sometimes in the Feild to milk the Cow</L>
<L>I get what I have by the &s;weat of my brow.</L>
</LG>
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<LG>
<L>I live as well contented as any Maid can,</L>
<L>what need I intangle my &s;elf with a Man,</L>
<L>I walk where I plea&s;e at my own command</L>
<L>I need not &s;ay &s;hall I, pray &s;hall I husband,</L>
<L>Now I have my &s;elf to guide and to rule,</L>
<L>in marrying &s;ome people have plaid the Fool:</L>
<L>Methinks it is trouble&s;ome to be a Nur&s;e,</L>
<L>when children are froward &amp; husbands are wor&s;e</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Yet for your Love I have no cau&s;e to deny</L>
<L>&s;ure you de&s;erve one that is better then I</L>
<L>For you have a good e&s;tate of your own</L>
<L>And I am a poor Mans Daughter it's known,</L>
<L>Yet I am content, with what little I have,</L>
<L>Perhaps if I marry I may be a Slave,</L>
<L>Therefore I'le beware how I marry in ha&s;t,</L>
<L>for fear I have cau&s;e to repent at the la&s;t.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>The Mans An&s;wer.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>O prithee my deare&s;t take pitty on me,</L>
<L>no one in the World, I fancy but thee,</L>
<L>And do not abu&s;e me for loving thee dear,</L>
<L>I'le willingly tarry for thee one whole year</L>
<L>Nothing &s;hall be wanting thy mind to fulfil</L>
<L>&s;o thou wilt but grant me thy Love &amp; good Wil</L>
<L>But if thou deny me and Love thou ha&s;t none,</L>
<L>then &s;urely thy Heart is as hard as a Stone.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Sweetheart prethee tell me, I know you well can</L>
<L>whether you do fancy another youngman</L>
<L>Pray pardon my boldne&s;s in asking &s;o far,</L>
<L>or to any other ingaged you are,</L>
<L>My deare&s;t re&s;olve me if you'l be &s;o be kind,</L>
<L>that will be great ea&s;e to my troubled mind,</L>
<L>But if from all other Men thou art free,</L>
<L>I &s;hall live in hopes that my Bride thou wilt be.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
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<SPEAKER>The Maids An&s;wer.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Good &s;ir, you pretend a great deal of good will</L>
<L>yet I am not ready your mind to fulfil,</L>
<L>For I have no fancy to be made a Wife</L>
<L>nor ne'r was concern'd with no man in my Life</L>
<L>And for to live &s;ingle it is my delight</L>
<L>and &s;o hone&s;t youngman <HI>I</HI> wi&s;h you good night,</L>
<L>Pray by your leave let me pa&s;s by you youngman</L>
<L>for now it is high time for me to be gone.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>The Mans An&s;wer.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And mu&s;t thou begone and no longer wilt &s;tay</L>
<L>then <HI>I</HI> wi&s;h I had not a &s;een thee this day,</L>
<L>For now I am troubled with doubt and with fear</L>
<L>becau&s;e I am &s;lighted for loving &s;o dear</L>
<L>Young-men I advi&s;e you where ever you be</L>
<L>If <HI>Cupid</HI> do hit you, then think upon me,</L>
<L>Although you Love dearly yet never declare,</L>
<L>unto any Dam&s;el the Love that you bare.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<LG>
<L>And &s;o having ended I wi&s;h you all well</L>
<L>each youngman &amp; maid to the place where you dwell</L>
<L>But yet I would have you one penny be&s;tow</L>
<L>amp; that is the price of this Ballad you know</L>
<L>You know it is good to learn Children to Read,</L>
<L>it's fit for a Youngman to &s;ing to a Maid</L>
<L>It is good for pa&s;time on each holy day,</L>
<L>and here be the Ballads come buy them away.</L>
</LG>
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<P>Printed for <HI>P. Brooksby</HI> at the <HI>Golden Ball</HI> in <HI>Pye-corner.</HI></P>
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