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OU that do know what to true love belong, I’ll tell you a ſtory that lately was done: At Oxford a merchant’s fair daughter did dwell, Who for wit and beauty did others excel.


 * A noble young ſquire that lived hard by,

Upon this young lady did ſoon caſt an eye; And for to court her he did begin: Thou faireſt of creatures that ever was ſeen,


 * 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 cry’d.


 * The lady with innocent ſmiles did reply,

’Tis pity so good a creature ſhould die, When ’tis 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 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 to pleaſe, For fear the Heavens be with us diſpleas’d.