The Life and Poems of Richard Edwards By Leicester Bradner: A Dissertation Presented to the Faculty of the Graduate School of Yale University in Candidacy for the Degree of Doctor of Philosophy |
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Being importunate, at the length, he obtaineth.
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Being importunate, at the length, he obtaineth.
A.Shall I no waie winne you, to graunt my desire?
B.
What woman will graunt you, the thyng you require:
A.
You onely to love me, is all that I craue,
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You onely to leaue me, is all I would have.
A.
My deare alas now saie not so,
B.
To loue you best, I must saie no:
A.
Yet will I not flitt,
B.
then plaie on the bitt.
A.
I will,
B.
doe still,
A.
yet kill not,
B.
I will not.
A.
Make me your man,
B.
beshrewe me than.
A.
The swifter I followe, then you fly awaie,
B.
Swift haukes in their fliyng, oft times misse their praie.
A.
Yet some killeth dedly, that flie to the market:
B.
You shall touche no feather, thereof take no carke.
A.
Yet hope shall further my desire,
B.
You blowe the coales, and raise no fire.
A.
Yet will I not flitt,
B.
then plaie on the bitt,
A.
I will,
B.
doe still,
A.
yet kill not,
B.
I will not,
A.
Make me your man,
B.
Beshrewe me than.
A.
To loue is no daunger, where true loue is ment,
B.
I will loue no ranger, lest that I repent:
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My loue is no ranger, I make God auow,
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To trust your smoth saiyngs, I sure knowe not how.
A.
Moste truthe I meane, as tyme shall well trie,
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No truth in men, I oft espie.
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Yet will I not flitt,
B.
then plaie on the bitt.
A.
I will,
B.
doe still,
A.
yet kill not
B.
I will not:
A.
Make me your man,
B.
beshrewe me than.
A.
Some women maie saie naie, and mean loue most true,
B.
Some women can make fools, of as wise men as you,
A.
In tyme I shall catch you, I knowe when and where:
B.
I will sone dispatche you, you shall not come there.
A.
Some speds at length, that oft haue mist,
B.
I am well armed, come when you list.
A.
Yet will I not flitt,
B.
then plaie on the bitt.
A.
I will,
B.
doe still,
A.
yet kill not,
B.
I will not,
A.
Make me your man,
B.
beshrewe me than.
A.
Yet worke your kinde kindly, graunt me loue for loue,
B.
I will use you frendly, as I shall you proue:
A.
Most close you shall finde me, I this do protest,
B.
Then sure you shall bind me, to graunt your request.
A.
O happie threde now have I sponne,
B.
You syng before the conquest wonne.
A.
Why then, will you swarue,
B.
euen as you deserve:
A.
Loue still,
B.
I will,
A.
yet kill not,
B.
I will not.
A.
Make me your man,
B.
come to me than.
Finis.
M. B.
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