"Now you haue enioyed the Measure of pleasure, indeed I['m] destroyed if you speake of it againe ; for women doe proue neclected, reiected, when freedome of love is known to other men. Now you haue enioyed me, & all things be free, in faith youle vndoe me if a teltale you bee. "Then heeres my hart! Ile euer endeuer that wee will neuer part till death assignes the time. were itt not you, beleeue me it wold greeue m[e] to doo what I doo; that loue shold be a crime; but it is a fault of soe sweet a degree, that sure I am perswaded, court nor country be fr[ee.]" ffins: Once againe to try your forces, from the pleasures loue doth yeeld. my breath doth passe, my blood doth trickle! was euer lasse in such a pickle? ffins. A maid & a younge man. [Page 197 of MS.] A MAN & a younge maid that loued a long time were tane in a frenzye ithe Midsommer prime; the man he lay whopping, hey, the man he lay Thus talking & walking thé came to a place A man and a maid came to a shady place. Inuironed about with trees & with grasse, The maid shee, &c. 8 12 16 20 He shifted his hand wheras he had placet, He shiffted his hand till hee came to her knees, he tickeled her, & shee opened her thyhes, yett s[t]ill shee, &c. He hottered & totered, & there was a line that drew him on forward; he went on amaine; He light in a hole ere he was aware! the lane itt was streat; he had not gone farr, but shee fell a kissing, hye! & he lay drooping, hoe, & he lay drooping, hoe. "My Billy, my pilly! how now?"quoth shee; He tickled her, she kissed him, |