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<NAME>Colm MacCrossan</NAME>
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<ITEM>Proofed and reviewed as part of batch Z130710.apex.</ITEM>
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<STC T="G">C.20.f.7[448]</STC>
<BIBNO T="umi">99892101</BIBNO>
<VID>183154</VID>
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<DIV1 TYPE="ballad">
<DIV2 TYPE="part">
<PB N="448" REF="1" MS="y">
<HEAD>A Warning for Maides:</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>Or the fal&s;e di&s;&s;embling,, cogging,</L>
<L>Cunning, cozening young Man,</L>
<L>Who long did try and u&s;e his skill,</L>
<L>To wo a coy young Maid to his will</L>
<L>And when he had obtain'd her love,</L>
<L>To her he very fal&s;e did prove.</L>
<L><HI>To a dainty new tune, called, <HI>No, no, not I.</HI></HI></L>
</LG>
<P><FIGURE>
<FIGDESC>depiction of a man doffing his hat to a woman</FIGDESC>
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<LG>
<L>ALl in a May morning in the merry month of May</L>
<L>into the gr&eacute;en Meddowes I did take my way,</L>
<L>There I heard a young Man to his Love make reply,</L>
<L><HI>But &s;he an&s;wered him &s;cornfully, no no not I.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Sw&eacute;et heart quoth this young Man, my love is intire,</L>
<L>my heart is inflamed with <HI>Cupids</HI> hot fire.</L>
<L>Your love I intreat, why &s;hould you deny?</L>
<L><HI>But &s;he an&s;wered him &s;cornfully, no, no not I.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>O &s;w&eacute;et 'tis thy love that I doe &s;o much crave,</L>
<L>and I will maintain you &s;till gallant and brave.</L>
<L>Faire Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e, for your love I certain &s;hall die,</L>
<L><HI>Quoth &s;he, away fooli&s;h man, I care not I.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Will you &s;&eacute;ek to wrong a Man in &s;uch a ca&s;e?</L>
<L>if I die for love, it will be your di&s;grace,</L>
<L>I hope you will y&eacute;eld me &s;ome other reply.</L>
<L><HI>But &s;he an&s;wered him &s;cornfully, no, no not I.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Sw&eacute;et, have you no more regard of a young man?</L>
<L>I will &s;trive to doe th&eacute;e all the good I can,</L>
<L>Methinks you &s;hould y&eacute;eld unto me by and by,</L>
<L><HI>But &s;he an&s;wered him &s;cornfully, no, no not I.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>And if that all Maids &s;hould be of your mind,</L>
<L>then what would or &s;hould become of us mankind?</L>
<L>Sw&eacute;et let you and I now try our de&s;tiny,</L>
<L><HI>But &s;he an&s;wered him &s;cornfully, no, no not I.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Pray what is the rea&s;on? I am young and faire,</L>
<L>be&s;ides you doe know I am my Fathers heire:</L>
<L>Sw&eacute;et let me intreat your love and courte&s;ie,</L>
<L><HI>But &s;he an&s;wered him &s;cornfully, no, no not I.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>For vaulting or leaping, or &s;uch exerci&s;es,</L>
<L>for dancing or skipping I &s;till win the pri&s;es,</L>
<L>Come grant me thy favour my pretry pig&s;nie,</L>
<L><HI>But &s;he an&s;wered him &s;cornfully, no, not I.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>I am in all parts mo&s;t compleat like a man,</L>
<L>and I can doe as much as any can:</L>
<L>Then preth&eacute;e &s;w&eacute;et heart doe not my love deny,</L>
<L><HI>Now &s;he an&s;werd him kindly, &s;weet Love not I.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>If gold will content th&eacute;e, why gold thou &s;halt have,</L>
<L>or any thing el&s;e that thou can&s;t wi&s;h or crave:</L>
<L>'Tis onely on thy love that I doe rely,</L>
<L><HI>Now &s;he had forgot to &s;ay, no, no not I.</HI></L>
</LG>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 TYPE="part">
<PB N="449" REF="1" MS="y">
<HEAD>The &s;econd Part, To the &s;ame tune.</HEAD>
<P><FIGURE>
<FIGDESC>depiction of a man and a woman holding flowers or feathers</FIGDESC>
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<LG>
<L>ILe be thy maintainer, thou &s;halt know no want,</L>
<L>then let no di&s;paragement my &s;w&eacute;et heart daunt:</L>
<L>Thou &s;halt be my Bride, and Ile love th&eacute;e truly.</L>
<L><HI>This Maid had forgot to &s;ay, no, no not I.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>With &s;w&eacute;et &s;alutations the&s;e Lovers did part,</L>
<L>he call'd her his joy, and &s;he call'd him &s;w&eacute;et heart,</L>
<L>Yet after this young Man his Love did deny,</L>
<L><HI>As I will declare unto you, by and by.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>In little &s;pace after &s;he met with her Deare,</L>
<L>de&s;tring of him &s;ome farther newes to heare:</L>
<L>She wi&s;hed him to marry her immediatly,</L>
<L><HI>But he an&s;wered her &s;cornfully, no, no not I.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Sw&eacute;et Love, ner'e deny me, thou know&s;t I am thine,</L>
<L>and thou oft did'&s;t promi&s;e that thou would&s;t be mine:</L>
<L>Now thy bitter an&s;wer makes me mourn and cry,</L>
<L><HI>To heare thee &s;ay unto me, no, no not I.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Faire Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e, remember, when I &s;ued to you,</L>
<L>you made a &s;coffe at me, and from me you flew:</L>
<L>Now Ile give you leave to &s;igh, &s;ob, and cry,</L>
<L><HI>Though you are di&s;pos'd to wed, &s;o am not I.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>When fir&s;t I came to th&eacute;e, to aske thy good will,</L>
<L>thou mad'&s;t a &s;corne of me, now I am as ill,</L>
<L>I will not be tide for to wed by and by:</L>
<L><HI>Though you are di&s;pos'd to wed, &s;o am not I.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Quoth &s;he, will you prove &s;o perjur'd unto me?</L>
<L>I am &s;orry that ere I con&s;ented to th&eacute;e:</L>
<L>Let no Maid tru&s;t young-men, for they'l fal&s;ifie:</L>
<L><HI>Can&s;t thou an&s;wer &s;cornfully, no, no not I?</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Farewell thou fal&s;e young-man, farewell and adue,</L>
<L>the like &s;aid this wanton youth, farewell to you.</L>
<L>Now I doe &s;&eacute;e Maidens can love men truely:</L>
<L><HI>But I never meane to wed, no, no not I.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Was ever poore Maiden in &s;uch a like ca&s;e,</L>
<L>to y&eacute;eld to undoing, and &s;uch foule di&s;grace?</L>
<L>I might have b&eacute;en wi&s;e, and &s;till made this reply:</L>
<L><HI>I will never yeeld to thee, no, no not I.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Ile never tru&s;t fal&s;e young-man for his &s;ake,</L>
<L>I had warning before, yet no warning could take:</L>
<L>The&s;e young-men will promi&s;e and pre&s;ent deny,</L>
<L><HI>Ile never tru&s;t fal&s;e tongue more, no, no not I.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Now &s;hall I be mocked of other young Maids,</L>
<L>they'l dout me, and &s;ay, &s;&eacute;e how her colour fades:</L>
<L>She is &s;ick for love, and for&s;ooth they'l cry:</L>
<L><HI>Her Love now hath left her, and her doth deny.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But I wi&s;h all them that laugh me to &s;corne,</L>
<L>hereafter beware, and e&s;cape the like harm:</L>
<L>For young-men are cunning, and full of policy:</L>
<L><HI>But Ile never tru&s;t them more, no, no not I.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>I am not the fir&s;t that hath &s;o b&eacute;en deceived,</L>
<L>yet of a great number ne're was one more grieved.</L>
<L>But now alas I can find no remedy:</L>
<L><HI>Ile ne're tru&s;t fal&s;e young-man more, no, no not I.</HI></L>
</LG>
<BYLINE>R. Clim&s;all.</BYLINE>
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<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
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<P>Printed at London for <HI>Iohn Wright</HI> the younger, dwel|ling at the upper end of the <HI>Old-Bayley.</HI></P>
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