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A proper Song, Intituled: Fain wold I haue a pretie thing to giue vnto my Ladie.
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A proper Song, Intituled: Fain wold I haue a pretie thing to giue vnto my Ladie.
Fain would I haue a pretie thing,
to giue vnto my Ladie:
I name no thing, nor I meane no thing,
But as pretie a thing as may bee.
to giue vnto my Ladie:
But as pretie a thing as may bee.
Twentie
iorneyes would I make,
and twentie waies would hie me,
To make aduenture for her sake,
to set some matter by me.
and twentie waies would hie me,
To make aduenture for her sake,
to set some matter by me.
But I would faine haue a pretie thing, &c,
I name nothing, nor I meane nothing, &c.
I name nothing, nor I meane nothing, &c.
Some do long for pretie knackes,
and some for straunge deuices:
God send me that my Ladie lackes,
I care not what the price is, thus faine &c
and some for straunge deuices:
God send me that my Ladie lackes,
I care not what the price is, thus faine &c
Some goe here, and some go there,
wheare gases be not geason:
And I goe gaping euery where,
but still come out of season. Yet faine, &c.
wheare gases be not geason:
And I goe gaping euery where,
but still come out of season. Yet faine, &c.
I Walke the towne, and tread the streete,
in euery corner seeking:
The pretie thinge I cannot meete,
thats for my Ladies liking. Faine &c.
in euery corner seeking:
The pretie thinge I cannot meete,
thats for my Ladies liking. Faine &c.
The Mercers pull me going by,
the Silkie wiues say, what lacke ye?
The thing you haue not, then say I,
ye foolish fooles, go packe ye. But fain &c.
the Silkie wiues say, what lacke ye?
The thing you haue not, then say I,
ye foolish fooles, go packe ye. But fain &c.
It is not all the Silke in Cheape,
nor all the golden treasure:
Nor twentie Bushels on a heape,
can do my Ladie pleasure. But faine, &c.
nor all the golden treasure:
Nor twentie Bushels on a heape,
can do my Ladie pleasure. But faine, &c.
The Grauers of the golden showes,
with Iuelles do beset me.
The Shemiters in the shoppes that sowes,
they do nothing but let, me: But faine, &c.
with Iuelles do beset me.
they do nothing but let, me: But faine, &c.
But were it in the wit of man,
by any meanes to make it.
I could for Money buy it than,
and say, faire Lady, take it. Thus, fain, &c.
by any meanes to make it.
I could for Money buy it than,
and say, faire Lady, take it. Thus, fain, &c.
O Lady, what a tricke is this:
that my good, willing misseth:
To finde what pretie thing it is,
that my good Lady missheth.
that my good, willing misseth:
To finde what pretie thing it is,
that my good Lady missheth.
Thus fain wold I haue had this preti thing
to giue vnto my Ladie:
I said she harme, nay I ment no harme
but as pretie a thing as may be.
to giue vnto my Ladie:
I said she harme, nay I ment no harme
but as pretie a thing as may be.
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