The Faithful Young Mans Answer, TO THE Kind Hearted Maidens Resolution▪
Likewise how he shows his full intent, his valourous mind; and his action unto her whom he loves above all the rich treasures in the world.
To the Tune of, Jenny, Jenny.
MY fairest my dearest
i've heard what thou'st told
I vallue thy words more
thou Silver or Gold,
Matter not for Riches
for thou shalt have store,
If thou wilt go with thy Love
all the world o're.
As thou dost forsake Father
and Mother beside,
I'le make as much on thee
what ever betide,
Thou shalt be my Comrade
on Sea or on Shore,
Then come and go with &c.
Though we travel to Rome Love
to France or to Spain,
Yet do not you fear
but we shall turn again,
I'le secure thee from the Tyger
the Wolf and the Bore,
Then come, &c.
As thou art so constant
and stedfast in mind,
As faithful a friend
thou ever shalt find,
Then assure thy self
i'le wrong thee on no score,
Then come, &c.
ANd if thou goest with me
i'le promise thee fair,
Instead of one boy Love
i'le get thée a pair,
I'le hug thée and kiss thée
thy joys to restore,
Then come and go with thy Love
all the world o're.
Though Sir Guy and St. George
did venture their lives,
Ile do as much for thee
as they did for their wives,
Ile be thy Champion
against thousands and more,
Then come, &c.
He that séeks for to wrong thee
i'le venture my Life,
And you'l say a man can do
no more for a VVife,
But fight for a Sweet-heart
in battles so sore,
Then, &c.
Hang him from his dearest
will once stir or flinch,
Or hang him if he loves her
won't fight for a VVench,
Then give us more liquor
though we run on the score,
And come &c.
I'le show thee what fashions
Europe can devise,
It may be by our travel
we to fortune may rise,
Thou know'st not what blessings
the Lord hath in store,
Then come &c.
For to stay at home Love
and sit by the fire,
Theres no recreation
unto thy desire.
Then lets to the fair Love
where musick is store,
Then, &c.
Love never be daunted
nor yet do not fear,
But I will be faithful
unto thée my Dear,
No tongue nor yet beauty
shall thy fame adore,
Then, &c.
He that wou'd wrong thée
is worse then a jew,
And he is a Knave
that will not prove true,
Such doings I hate
and shall love thee the more,
Then; &c.
Though I don't praise thy feature
as thou hast done mine,
Yet i'le stick as close to thée
as the Bark to the Vine,
Therefore do not tarry
but bar up the door,
Then, &c.
And thus my own dearest
i've told thee my mind,
And nothing but truth
thou by me shalt find,
Then take this kiss
for i'le now say no more
But come and go with thy Love
all the world o're.
Printed for J. Clarke at the Harp and Bible in West-Smith-field.