[A leaf is gone here in the MS., containing, among other things perhaps, the beginning of "The Spanish Lady."]

1 Written at the lower corner: the first words of the next page.--F.

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But yett by prayer & ernest suite

I moued her att the Last;

yett cold I not inioye the ffruite

that hath soe pleasing tast.

but when, but when, that motyon I bewrayd;

shee still this answer said,

"O no! O no! O no! I will dye

dreanes in the MS.-F. 2 ninde in the MS.-F.

Fie on dreams!

For when you're in love

you dream strange things.

I lately thought

I was tripping along with my love,

and praying

her to grant me her favors.

3 Only half an n in the MS.-F.

Yett did shee giue me leaue to tuch

her ffoote, her legg, her knee;

a litle ffurther was not much,

they way I went was ffree.

O ffye! O ffye! your are to blame!" shee sayd,
"thus to vndoe a maid;

but yett, but yett, the time is so meete,

[line cut away here by the binder.]

Not Ioue himselfe more Iouyall was
when he bright dyana wonn;

Nor Hercules, that all men did passe,
when hee with distaffe spunn,

then I, then I, all ffeares when I had past,
& scalled the ffort att Last,

& on, & on, & on the same

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my signes of victory placet.

But when Aurora, goddesse bright,
appeared ffrom the east,

& Morpheus, that drowsye wight,
withdrawen him to his rest;

O then, O then, my ioyes were altered cleane!
which makes me still Complaine;

ffor I awaked, for I awaked, ffor I awaked; and I

ffo[und]

all this was but a dreame!

ffinis.

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A Mayden heade.

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COME, sitt thee downe by these Coole1 streames

neuer yet warmed by Tytans beames!

my tender youth thy wast shall clippe,

& ffix vpon thy Cherry lipp;

& lay thee downe on this greene bed,
where thou shalt loose thy mayden-head.

See how the litle Phillipp Sparrow,

8 whose ioynts doe ouer-fflow with marrow,
on yonder bough how he doth proue
with his make 2 the ioyes of loue,

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& doth instruct thee, as hee doth tread,
how thou shalt loose thy maidenhead.

O you younglings, be not nice!

coines 3 in mayds is such a vice,

that if in youth you doe not marry,

in age young men will lett you tarrye.
by my perswasyon then be led,

& loose in time thy maidenhead.

Clothes that imbrothered be with gold, 20 if neuer worne, will quicklye molde;

Sit down,

and lose thy maidenhead,

as the sparrow

teaches thee to do.

Young
maids,

marry in youth, or you'll be left in age.

Then lose your

maidenheads

soon.

ffinis.

1 colde.-P.

2 A.-S. mace, a wife.-F.

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coyness.-F.

Tom Longe.

[Page 508 of MS.]

IN Mr. Payne Collier's Extracts from the Registers of the Stationers' Company, 1557–70 (Shaksp. Soc. 1848) are two entries, on pages 46, 58, under the year 1561-2, which may relate to this song, but probably don't.

"Rd. of William Shepparde, for his lycense for pryntinge of a ballad intituled, Tom Longe, y Caryer . iiijd. Rd. of Thomas Hackett, for his fyne, for that he prynted a ballett of Tom longe the Carryer . ijs. vjd. ["Tom Long, the Carrier" had been licensed to William Shepparde (see p. 46), and Thomas Hackett must have invaded Shepparde's right. The fine was considerable for the time, comparing it with other impositions of the same kind.]”

COME in, Tom longtayle, come short hose & round,
Come ffatt gutts & slender, & all to be ffound,

Come fflatt Capp and ffether, & all to be found,
Strike home thy pipe, Tom Longe.

Come lowcy, come laced shirt, come damm me, come [ruffe !1]

Come holy geneua, a thing with-out Cuffe,

Come dughtye dom diego, with LINENS enough,

Strike &c.

Bring a fface out of England, a backe out of fran[ce,]
A belly ffrom fflanders, come all in a dance!
pinn buttockes of Spayne, aduance! aduance!
Strike &c.

1 ruffe.-P.