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The first and the second booke of songs and ayres

Set out to the Lute, the base Violl the playne way, or the Base by tableture after the leero fashion
  
  

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[Loues god is a boy]

[1]

Loues god is a boy
None but cowherds regard him,
His dart is a toy
Great opinion hath mard him,
The feare of ye wagg
Hath made him so bragg
Chide him, heele flie thee
And not come nie thee,
Little boy, pretty knaue shoote not at randome,
For if you hit mee, slaue Ile tell, your grandome.

2

Fond loue is a child,
And his compasse is narrow,
Yoong fooles are beguild
With the same of his arrow,
He dareth not strike,
If his stroke do mislike,
Cupid doe you heare mee?
Come not too neere mee,
Little boy, pretie knaue, hence I beseech you,
For if I you hit me slaue, in faith Ile breech you.

3

Th'ape lones to meddle,
When he finds a man idle,
Else is he a flurting,
Where his marke is a courting,
When women grow true,
Come teach mee to sue,
Then Ile come to thee,
Pray thee, and woo thee,
Little boy, pretie knaue, make me not stagger,
For if you hit me slaue, Ile call thee begger.