A Handefull of pleasant delites Containing sundrie new Sonets and delectable Histories, in diuers kindes of Meeter. Newly deuised to the newest tunes that are now in use, to be sung: euerie Sonet orderly pointed to his proper Tune. With new additions of certain Songs, to verie late deuised Notes, not commonly knowen, nor vsed heretofore, By Clement Robinson, and diuers others |
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A proper wooing Song, intituled: Maide will ye loue me: ye or no?
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A proper wooing Song, intituled: Maide will ye loue me: ye or no?
Mayde
will ye loue me yea or no?
tell me the trothe, and let me goe
It can be no lesse then a sinfull deed,
trust me truely,
To linger a Louer that lookes to speede,
in due time, duely.
tell me the trothe, and let me goe
It can be no lesse then a sinfull deed,
trust me truely,
To linger a Louer that lookes to speede,
in due time, duely.
You Maids that thinke your selue as fine,
As Venus and all the Muses nine:
The Father himselfe, whē he, first made mā
trust me truely:
Made you for his help whē the world began
in due time duely.
As Venus and all the Muses nine:
The Father himselfe, whē he, first made mā
trust me truely:
Made you for his help whē the world began
in due time duely.
Then sith Gods wil was euen so.
Why should you disdaine you Louer tho:
But rather with a willing heart,
Loue him truely?
For in so doing, you do but your part,
Let reason rule ye.
Why should you disdaine you Louer tho:
But rather with a willing heart,
Loue him truely?
For in so doing, you do but your part,
Let reason rule ye.
Consider (sweet) what sighs and sobbes,
Do nip my heart with cruell throbbes,
And al (my deer) for the loue of you,
Trust me truly:
But I hope that you wil soone mercie show,
In due time duely.
Do nip my heart with cruell throbbes,
And al (my deer) for the loue of you,
Trust me truly:
But I hope that you wil soone mercie show,
In due time duely.
If that you do my case well way,
And shew some signe whereby I may
Haue some good hope of your good grace,
Trust me truely:
I count my selfe in a blessed case,
Let reason rule ye.
And shew some signe whereby I may
Haue some good hope of your good grace,
Trust me truely:
I count my selfe in a blessed case,
Let reason rule ye.
And for my part, whilst I do liue,
To loue you most faithfully, my hād I giue,
Forsaking all other, for your sweet sake,
Trust me truly:
In token whereof, my troth I betake,
to your selfe most duely.
To loue you most faithfully, my hād I giue,
Forsaking all other, for your sweet sake,
Trust me truly:
In token whereof, my troth I betake,
to your selfe most duely.
And though for this time we must depart,
Yet keep you this ring tru token of my hart,
Til time do serue, we meet againe,
Let reason rule ye.
Whē an answer of cōfort, I trust to obtain,
in due time duly.
Yet keep you this ring tru token of my hart,
Til time do serue, we meet againe,
Let reason rule ye.
Whē an answer of cōfort, I trust to obtain,
in due time duly.
Now must I depart with sighing teares,
With sobbing heart and burning eares:
Pale in the face, and faint as I may,
trust me truly:
But I hope our next meeting, a ioyfull day,
in due time duly.
With sobbing heart and burning eares:
Pale in the face, and faint as I may,
trust me truly:
But I hope our next meeting, a ioyfull day,
in due time duly.
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