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OU that do know what to true love belongs

I'll tell you a story that lately was done:

At Oxford a merchant a fair daughter did dwell

Who for wit and for beauty did many excel.

A noble young squire that lived hard by,

Upon this young lady did soon cast an eye;

And for to court her he thus did begin:

Thou fairest of creatures that ever was seen.

Do not be so cruel but yield unto me,

For without your love there's no comfort for me

And now give consent for to be my bride,

Or else I am ruin'd for ever, he cried

The lady with innocent smiles did reply,

'Tis pity so good like a creature should die,

When its in my power your life to save,

So now I grant thee this that you do crave.

With eager embraces he flew to her arms,

And said, thou hast ten thousand charms

Which invite great monarch's to fall at your feet

But I've got the prize, and my joys are complete

First ask my father's consent she did say,

For I must ever his pleasure obey:

My honoured parents I mean for to please,

For that Heaven be with us displeased.