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A72838 The louers guift, or a Fairing for maides being a dialogue betweene Edmund and Prisilly. To a pleasant new tune. 1615 (1615) STC 16864a.1; ESTC S124575 1,670 2

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The Louers Guift Or a Fairing for Maides Being a Dialogue betweene Edmund and Prisilly To a pleasant new tune Edmund MY Loue she is faire su●passin●compare More bright then was Daphne the coy Her two starry eyes My heart did surprise Being strucke by the blinded Boy Sée where she doth come Her sight strikes me dumbe I le speake though to speake it grieue me My owne gentle swéeting I am glad of this méeting Thou knowst not what I haue to giue thée Prisilly I pray thée giue ore Intice me no more In suing for loue thou dost moue me For I tell thée plaine I doe thée disdaine I haue not the power to loue thée My answere you know You backward may goe For it is another must shriue me Thy face I dispise for thy great goggle eyes I care not what thou hast to giue me Edmund Thou Ioy of my life what néede all this strife Thou knowst that I loue thee more Then Piramis When Thisby was his Who after by a Lyon was tore Quéene Iuno did moue The Olimpicall Ioue Yet so will not Edmund greeue thée I pray thee swéet heart Some kinde wordes impart Thou knowst not what I haue to giue thée Prisilly As Iuno did mone The thunderer Ioue Prisilly will striue for to moue thee Thy rusticall wordes No matter affoordes To make a young mayden to loue thée Learne wit for to woe Or I cannot doe Nor will I in ought beléeue thée I pray thée giue ore Torment me no more I care not what thou hast to giue me Edmund Why mayden so bright My birth doe not spight For I doe not murmure at there But thinke with thy selfe Tho thy father haue pelfe Thy birth cannot equall mine Thy vertues doth moue Poore Edmund to loue And still shall if thou wilt beléeue mee Let loue not be vaine But loue me againe Thou knowst not what I haue to giue thée Prisilly Nay grieue not at this For what is amisse I le striue for to make thée amendes To leaue off delay Faith what would you say If you and I ioyned like friends If to your desert My loue I impart And that I should fondly beléeue thee I doubt you would proue Disloyall in loue And you would that same guift giue me Second part of the Louers gift to the same tune Edmund DEare sweet would you ioyne Your loue vnto mine My loue should for euer stand sure Or to end the strife Wouldst thou be my wife Like Turtles we both would indure There should not proceede No bad word nor déede That should haue the power to grieue thée We 'le liue till we dye Most merily Thou knowst not what I haue to giue thée Prisilly Since nothing can shift Say what is the gift That you vpon me would bestow And if I doe finde It contenteth my minde Then more of my loue you shall know That guift will me moue To like as I loue There quickly repeat it to me And heere I protest My heart shall rest Thou and I straight will agrée Edmund Then if you 'le agrée To marry with me I le make thée a Ioynter by the yeare And set downe profound fiue hundred pound And all for the loue of my deare What a woman can craue Be sure to haue And if that thou durst to beleeue me 'T is a gift most rare To a mayden so faire Loe this is the gift I will giue thee Prisilly This gift is of force To make your recorse The easier to my bed No longer lets tarrie But straight let vs marry And then take my mayden-head No longer I can Liue without a man Then pray thee sweet hart beleeue me I le loue thee still If with a good will This prettie guift thou wilt giue me Edmund Then sweeting pray come I long till 't is donne To Church let vs hie vs with speed I can when I list Procure a blinde Priest Which for vs shall doe this same deed Prisi Then sweet let vs goe We must not be slow If euer you meane to win me But thinke vpon this That you doe not misse This same pretie gift to giue me Author Away then they went And fulfil'd there intent Vnto their great comfort and ioy Fortie weekes being past This young wife at the last Did bring her young husband a boy Heauen send all young wiues To lead honest liues And husbands to liue with them kinde May wiues striue to please All such husbands as these That are of so honest a minde Printed at London for Iohn Trundle and are to be solde at his shop in Barbic●●