A Conscionable Couple: OR,
The valiant Resolution of a Young-man and a Maid,
That have left all their Kindred, as true folks have said:
Twas for their Religion and good Conscience sake,
That they forsook England, a Voyage to take.
These two loving Protestants kindly together,
Are gone to seek Fortunes, there's no man knows whither.
To a curious new Tune, Or,
The Faithful Friend.
This doth make the world to
wonder[?],
That thou and I must pa
[...]t
[...]sunder;
Parting from thee s
[...]re do
[...]h grieve me,
O so lo
[...]th I am to leave thee:
Leave thee, leave thee, I'll not leave thee,
O so loath I am to leave thee.
I love thee deer, yet dare not show it,
Let not thy Friends nor Father know it,
The joyes and comforts late abounded;
Now is my heart with sorrows w
[...]unded.
Parting from thee sore doth grieve me,
O how loath I am to leave thee.
Thy amorous looks makes me admire,
And set my senses all on fire:
I would fo
[...]ego all earthly treasure,
T
[...] spend my time with thee in pleasure:
But we must part, which sore doth grieve me,
O how loath am I to leave thee.
Thou in mine eye art such a creature,
The like was never fram'd by Nature:
Thy sweet behaviour and thy carriage,
Loves Queen by no means can disparage,
But we must part, which sore doth grieve me,
O how loath am I to leave thee!
Cruel Fortune, I must curse th
[...]e,
Cause thy false design & doth force me;
Thus to go and have my True-love,
Farewel, ten thousands times adieu Love
We needs must part, that sore doth grieve me,
O how loath I am to leave thee!
Mark these words which here are spoken,
This gold Ring keep for a token;
And when I am furthest from thee,
Prethee Sweet-heart think upon me,
Part we must, which sore doth grieve me,
O how loath I am to leave thee!
'Tis long of
England's strange Division
And the altering of Religion:
That I am expos'd in danger,
And to tr
[...]vel like a stranger;
This of all the rest doth grive me,
That I am inforc'd to leave thee.
My dear Love, when we are pa
[...]ted
I shall be so heavy-hearted,
That no joyes I sh
[...]ll recover,
Therefore as thou art my Lover,
Prethee Svveet-heart take me to thee,
Say but the vvord, and I'll go vvith thee.
Let Father frown, and Mother chide me,
I'le go with thee what-ever be
[...]ide me;
If it were through fire and water,
Lead the way, I
[...]le follow after:
I prethee Sweet-heart take me to thee,
Say but the word, and I'll go with thee.
I
[...] to the Seas thou make thy venter,
I in the
[...]hip will also enter:
Or if thou on the Shore wilt tarry,
I the self-
[...]am
[...] m
[...]nd do carry,
So thou vouchsafe to take me to thee,
Speak but the word, and I'll go with thee.
Or if thou wilt be a Souldier,
Place a Musket on my shoulder:
Put me on some mans apparel,
I will sta
[...]ely fight thy quarrel;
I fear not what man can do to me,
Speak but the word and I'll go with thee.
Neither Sword nor Persecution
Shall break off my Resolution:
Though a
[...]l the world forsake thee
For my Comr
[...]ode I will
[...]ake thee;
If thou wilt but take me to thee,
Speak the word, and I'll go with thee,
Farewel Father, farewel Mother,
Farewel Sister, farewel
Brother[?],
F
[...]rewel Friends, and farewel Kindred,
I from my Love will not be hindred;
Now prethee Sweet heart take me to thee
Hap well or woe, I'll now go with thee.
Since thou stand'st firm to th' old Religion
My s
[...]lf am of the same condition;
England wee'l leave, and march together,
No e
[...]rt
[...]ly creature shall know whither;
Conscience moves me to come to thee,
Thou hast spoke Love, I'll go with thee.
Finis.
London, Printed for F. Coles T. Vere, J. Wright, and J. Clark.