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Maudlin the merchant's daughter of Bristol. To the tune of, The maiden's joy, &c.
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1690
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Wing M1331; ESTC R235762
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MAUDLIN The Merchant's Daughter of BRISTOL To the Tune of The Maiden's Ioy c. Behold the touchstone of true love Maudlin the Merchant's daughter of Bristow town Whose fiâ—m affection nothing could move her favour beats the lovely brown A gallant youth was dwelling by which many years hâ—d born this maiden great good will She loved him so faithfully but all her friends withstood it still The young man now perceiving well he could not get nor win the favour of her friends The force of sorrow to expel and view strange countries he intends And now to take his last farewell of his true love his fair and constant Maudlin With musick swéet that did excel he plaid under her window then Farewell quoth he mine own true love farewel my dear and chiefest treasure of my heart Through fortune's spight that false did prove I am iâ—forc'd from thee to part Into the land of Italy there will I wail and weary out my life in woe Seeing my true love is kept from me I hold my life a mortal foe Fair Bristow town therefore adieu for Padua shall be my habitation now Although my love doth rest in thee to whom alone my heart I vow With trickling tears thus did he sing with sighs sobs descending from his heart full sore He said when he his hands did wring Farewel swéet love for evermore Fair Maudlin from a window high beholding her true love with musick where he stood But not a word she did reply fearing her parents angry mood In tears she spent that woful night wishing herself though naked with her faithful friend She bâ—ames her friends and fortune's spight that wrought her love such luckless end And in her heart she made a vow clean to forsake her country and her kindred all And for to follow her true love to abide all chance that might befal The night is gone and he day is come and in the morning very early did she rise She gets her down into a lower room where sundry seamen she espies A gallant master among them all the master of a great and godly ship was he Who there was waiting in the hall to speak with her father if it might be She kindly takes him by the hand Good sir said she would thou speak with any here Quoth he Fair maid and therefore I do stand Then gentle sir I pray draw near Into a pleasant parlor by both hand in hand she brings the seaman all alone … ng to him most piteously … us to him did make her moan 〈…〉 upon her bended knée 〈…〉 said she now pity you a woman's woe And prove a faithâ—ul friend to me that I to you my grief may show Sith you repoâ—e your trust be said in me who â—m unknown eke a stranger here Be you assur'd most proper Maid most fa … stâ—ill I will appear I havâ— a brother then quoth she whom as my life I love favour tenderly In Padua alas l … s he full sick God wot and like to die Full faiâ— I would my brother see but that my father will not yield to let me go Therefore good sir he good to me and unto me this favour show Some ship boy's garment bring to me that I disguis'd may go unknown And unto see I 'll go with thee if thus much favour might be shown Fair maid quoth he take her my hand I will fulfill each thing that you desire And set you safe in that same land and in the place that you require She gave to him a tender kiss and faith your servant master I will be and prove your faithful friend for this sweet master then forget not me This done as they had both agreed soon after that before the break of day He brings her garments then with speed therein herself she did array And e're her father did arise she méets her master as he walked in the hill She did attend on him likewise until her father did him call But e're the merchant made an end of all his weighty matters all His wife came weeping in with speed saying Our daughter 's gone away The merchant then amaz'd in mind Yonder vile wretch intic'd away my child â—d he But I well wot I shall him find at Padua in Italy With that bespoke the master brave Worshipful Merchant thither goes this youâ—h And any thing that you would crave he will perform and write the truth Sweet youth qd he if it be so bear me a letter to the English there And gold on thee I will bestow my daughter's welfare I do fear Her mother took her by the hand Fair youth qd she if e're thou dost my daughtâ—r see Let me soon thereof understand and there is twenty crowns for thee Thus through the daughter's strange disguise her mother knew not when she spake unto her Then after her master straight she hies taking her leave with countenance mild Thus to the sea sweet Maudlin is gone with her gentle master God send them Where we a while must let them alone till you the second part do find The Second PART of Sweet MAUDLIN to the same Tune WElcome sweet Maudlin from the seas where bitter storms tempests do arise The pleasant banks of Italy you may behold with mortal eyes Thanks gentle master then said she a faithful friend in sorrow thou hast been If fortune once do smile on me my gentle heart shall soon be seen Blest be the land that feeds my love blest be the place whereas his person doth abide No tryal will I stick to prove thereby my true love may be try'd Now will I walk with joyful heart to view the town whereas my darling doth remain And seek him out in every part until his sight I do obtain And I quoth he will not forsake sweet Maudlin in her sorrow up and down In wealth or woe thy part I 'll take and bring thee safe to Padua town And after many weary steps in Padua they arrived at the last For very joy her heart it leaps she thinks not on her sorrows past Condemn'd he was to dye alas except he would from his religion turn But rather then he would to mass in fiâ—ry flames he vow'd to burn Now doth sweet Maudlin weep and wail her joy is turn'd to wéeping sorrow grief care â—or nothing could her plaints prevail for death alone must be his share She walks under the prison walls where her true love did lye languish in distress Then wofully for food he calls when hunger did his heart â—â—â—ress He sighs and sobs and makes great moan Farewel sweet-heart for ever more And all my friends that have me known in Bristow town with wealth and store But most of all farewel quoth he my own sweet Maudlin whom I left behind For never more thou shalt me see 〈◊〉 to thy father most unkind Hoâ—â—… well I were if thou were here With thy fair hand to close these my wretched eyes My torment easie would