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The Famous flower of serving-men. Or The Lady turn'd servingman ... to a delicate new tune, or, Flora farewel, Summertime, or, Love's tide.
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1664
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Wing F369B; ESTC R233066
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The Famous Flower of SERVING-MEN OR The Lady turn'd SERVINGMAN Her Lord being slain her Father dead Her Bower rob'd her Servants fled She drest her self in Mans attire She trim'd her Locks she chang'd her Hair And thereupon she chang'd her name From fair Elise to Sweet William To a delicate new tune or Flora farewel Summer time or Loves tide YOu beauteous Ladies great and small I write unto you one and all Whereby that you may understand What I have suffered in this Land I was by birth a Lady fair My Father 's chief and only Heir But when my good old Father dy'd Then was I made a young Knights bride And then my Love built me a bower Bedeckt with many a fragrant flower A braver bower you never did see Than my true Love did build for me But there came thives late in the night They rob'd my bower and flew my Knight And after that my Knight was slain I could no longer there remain My Servants all from me did fly In the midst of my extremity And left me by my self alone With a heart more cold than any stone Yet though my heart was full of care Heaven would not suffer me to despair Wherefore in hast I chang'd my name From fair Elise to sweet William And therewithal I cut my hair And drest my self in man's attire My Doublet Hose and Bever-hat And a golden Band about my Neck With a silver Rapier by my side So like a gellant I did ride The thing that I delighted on Was for to be a Servingman The second Part to the same tune THus in my sumptuous mans array I bravrly rode along the way And at the last it chanced so That I unto the Kings Court did go Then to the King I bowed full low My love and duty for to show And so much favour I did crave That I a Servingmans place might have Stand up brave youth the King reply'd Thy service shall not be deny'd But tell me first what thou canst do Thou shalt be fitted thereunto Wilt thou be Vsher of my Hall To wait upon my Nobles all Or wilt thou be taster of my wine To wait on me when I shall dine Or wilt thou be my Chamberlain To make my bed both soft and fine Or wilt thou be one of my Guard And I will give thee thy reward Sweet William with a smiling face Said to the King if 't please your Grace To shew such favour unto me Your Chamberlain I fain would be The King then did his Nobles call To ask the counsel of them all Who gave consent sweet William he The King 's own Chamberlain should be Now mark what strange things came to pass As the King one day a hunting was With all his Lords and Noble train Sweet William did at home remain Sweet William had no company than With him at home but an old man And when he saw the coast was clear He took a Lute which he had there Vpon the Lute sweet William plaid And to the same he sung and said With a pleasaut and most noble voice Which made the old man to rejoyce Sweet Williams Song MY Father was as brave a Lord As ever Europe did afford My Mother was a Lady bright My Husband was a valiant Knight And I my self a Lady gay Bedeckt with gorgeous rich array The bravest Lady in the Land Had not more pleasures to command I had my Musick every day Harmonious Lessons for to play I had my Virgins fair and free Continually to wait on But now alas my Husband 's dead And all my friends are from me fled My former joys are past and gone For now I am a Servingman The End of sweet William's Song At last the King from Hunting came And presently upon the same He called for the good old man And thus to speak the King began What news what news old man quoth What news hast thou to tell to me Brave news the old man he did say Sweet William is a Lady gay If this be true thou tellest me I 'le make thee a Lord of high degree But if thy words do prove alye Thou shalt be hang'd up presently But when the King the truth had found His joys did more and more abound According as the old man did say Sweet William was a Lady gay Therefore the King without delay Put on eer glorious rich array And upon her head a Crown of Gold Which was most famous to behold And then for fear of further strife He took sweet William for his wife The like before was never seen A Servingman to be a Queen Finis London Printed for Eliz. Andrews in little St Bartholemews Court in West-smithfield