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The faithful lovers of the West ... to the tune of, As I walkt forth to take the air / by William Blunten.
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Blunten, William.
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Wing F274; ESTC R6359
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THE Faithful Lovers of the West Come joyn with me all you that Love And faithful to each other prove Example take by this my Song All you that stand within this Throng To the Tune of As I walkt forth to take the Air. By William Blunten WHy should I thus complain on thee So cruelly thou murderest me For unto thee it is well known Thou art the Maid I love alone In none but thee I take delight I think on thee both day and night I give to thee my heart away Do not with hatred me repay When first thy sweet face I did see I thought thot none was like to thee I wish I had not seen the day When first thou stol'st my heart away Hard is thy heart harder then steel Colder then Ice that frost congeal How many thousand times doth make My heart to bleed for thy sweet sake I was forewarned by thine eyes Of thy most killing Cruelties But Cupid hath so blinded me Now I shall dye for love of thee But O how good had been my case That I had never seen thy face My captive heart had then been free But now I can love none but thee When I am dead this thou wilt say That I have cast my love away Too late 't will be then to complain If that you do it 's all in vain Therefore my dearest Love comply Aud case me of this cruelty Let not me dye in this dispair But grant thy love to me my dear The Maids Answer DOubt not my Love nor do not fear Thou art the man that I love dear I did but try thy constancy For I do love no man but thee Then grieve no more nor yet complain Thy love to me is not in vain For constant I will ever be And I do lovt no man but thee Wy shouldst thou say thy hart will break And all for love of my sweet sake I constant to thee still will prove As ever was the Turtle-Dove Nothing shall part my Love and I Vntil the very day we dye We 'l live in love and so agree As man and wife they ought to be The Young-Mans Answer O thanks be to the Heaven above Now I have gain'd my dearest Love Thy words doth me so much revive I am the happiest man alive Come let us to the Church away And married be without delay Although our Portions be but small True love is better worth then all So hand in hand away they vvent And had their parents free confent The musick then most svveet did Play And thus ended their Wedding day Young-men and maids in love agree And let thes song a pattern be The price you knovv it is but small A penny a piece and take them all FINIS Printed for P. Brooksby at the Golden-Ball in Py. Corner