Selected quad for the lemma: truth_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
truth_n	wretch_n	write_v	youth_n	18	3	8.8376	5	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
B04343	The merchants daughter of Bristow. The tune is, the Maidens joy.		1658-1664? (1664)	Wing M1745; ESTC R180537	3,810	1

The Merchants Daughter of Bristow The tune is the Maidens Joy BEhold the Touch stone of true Love Maudlin the Merchants daughter of Bristow Town Whose firm affection nothing could move This favor bears the lovely brown A gallant youth was dwelling by Which many years had born this maiden great good wil 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 sorrows to expell To view strange Countryes he intends And now to take his last farewell Of his true love his fair and constant Maudlin With Musick sweet that did excell He plaid under her window then Farewell quoth he my own true Love Farewell my dear and chiefest Treasure of my heart Through fortunes spight that false did prove I am inforc'd from thee to part Into the Land of Italy There will I wail and weary out my life in wo Seeing my true Love is kept from me I hold my life a mortall foe Fair Bristow Town therefore adiew 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 and sobs discending from his heart full sore He said when he his hands did wring Farewell sweet Love for evermore Fair Maudlin from a window high Beholding her true Love with Musick where he stood But not a word she d●rst reply Fearing her Parents angry mood In tears she spent that wofull night Wishing her self though naked with her faithfull Friend She blames her friends and fortunes 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 befall The night is gone and the day is come And in the morning very early did she rise She gets her down into a lower Room Where sundry Seamen she ●spyes A gallant Master among them all The Master of a great and goodly 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 and would you speak with any here Quoth he fair Maid therefore I do stand Then gentle sir I pray draw neer Into a pleasant parlor by With hand in hand she brings the Seamen all alone Sighing to him most piteously S●e thus to him did make her moan She falls upon her tender knee Good sir said she now pitty you a womans wo. And prove a faithfull friend to m● That I to you my grief may show Sith you repose your trust he said In me who an unknown and eke a stranger here Be you assur'd most proper maid Most faithfull still I will appear I have a brother then quoth she Whom as my life I love and favor tenderly In Padua alas is he Full sick God wot and like to dye Full fain I would my brother see But that my Father will not yeeld to let me go Therefore good sir be good to me And unto me this favour show Some ship boys Garment bring to me That I disguis'd may go unknown And unto Sea I le go with thee If thus much favour might be shown Fair maid quoth he take here my hand I will fulfill each thing that you desire And set you safe in that same Land And in that place that you require She gave him then a tender kiss And saith to him your servant Master will I be And prove your faithfull fr●end 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 her self she did array And ere her Father did arise She meets her Master as he walked in the hall She did attend on him likewise Vntill her Father did him call But ere the Merchant made an end Of all his weighty matters he had then to say His wife came weeping in with speed Saying our Daughters gone away The Merchant then am●z ' d in mind Yonder vile wretch intic'd away my child quoth she But I well wot I shall him find At padua in I●aly With that he spake their master brave W● shipfull merchant thither goes this pretty youth And any thing that you would crave he will performe and write the truth Sweet youth quoth he if it be so Bear me a leter to the English merchant th●r and gold on thee I will bestow My daughters welfare I do fear Her mother took her by the hand Fair youth quoth she if ere thou ●ost my daughter see Let me therefore soon understand and there is twenty crowns for thee Thus through the daughters strange disguise The mother knew not w●●n she spake unto her child and after her master stright sh● hyes Taking her leave with countenance mild Thus to the Sea fair Maudlins gone With her gentle maste● God ●end them a merry wind Where we a while must let them alone Till you the second part do find WElcome sweet Maudlin from the Seas VVhere bitter storms and tempests do arise The pleasant banks of Italy You may behold with mortall 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 triall will I stick to prove Whereby my true-love may b● tri●d Now will I walk with joy full heart To view the town whereas my darling doth remain And seek him out in every ●art Vntill his sight I do obtain And I quoth he wil● not forsake Sweet Maudlin in her sorrows up and down In wealth or wo thy part I le take And bring thee safe to padua town And after many weary steps In Padua they safe arrived at the last For very joy her heart it leaps She thinks not on her sorrows past Condemn'd to die he was alas Except he would from his Religion turn but rather then he would to masse In fiery flames he vow'd to burn Now doth sweet Maudlin weep and wail Her joy is turn'd to weeping sorrow grief and care For nothing could her plaints prevail For death alone must be his share She walks under the prison walls VVhere her true love did lie and languish in distresse When wofully for food he calls When hunger did his heart oppresse he sighs an● sobs and makes great moan Farewell sweet love forevermore And all my friends that have me known In bristow town with wealth and store but most of all farewell quoth he My own sweet Maudlin whom I left behind For never more thou shalt me see Wo to thy father most unkind how well were I if ●hou wert here With thy fair hands to close these my wretched eies My torments easse