The hasty bride-groom: or, The rarest sport that hath of late been tri'd, between a lusty bride-grome and his bride. To the tune of, Bass his carreer: or. Bow bells. Hesselwood, Henry. This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription B03610 of text863 in the English Short Title Catalog (Wing H1134AA). Textual changes and metadata enrichments aim at making the text more computationally tractable, easier to read, and suitable for network-based collaborative curation by amateur and professional end users from many walks of life. The text has been tokenized and linguistically annotated with MorphAdorner. The annotation includes standard spellings that support the display of a text in a standardized format that preserves archaic forms ('loveth', 'seekest'). Textual changes aim at restoring the text the author or stationer meant to publish. This text has not been fully proofread Approx. 6 KB of XML-encoded text transcribed from 1 1-bit group-IV TIFF page image. EarlyPrint Project Evanston,IL, Notre Dame, IN, St. Louis, MO 2017 B03610 Wing H1134AA Interim Tract Supplement Guide BR f 821.04 B49[10] 99887535 ocm99887535 182268 This keyboarded and encoded edition of the work described above is co-owned by the institutions providing financial support to the Early English Books Online Text Creation Partnership. This Phase I text is available for reuse, according to the terms of Creative Commons 0 1.0 Universal . The text can be copied, modified, distributed and performed, even for commercial purposes, all without asking permission. Early English books online. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 1, no. B03610) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 182268) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books; Tract supplement ; A3:3[12]) The hasty bride-groom: or, The rarest sport that hath of late been tri'd, between a lusty bride-grome and his bride. To the tune of, Bass his carreer: or. Bow bells. Hesselwood, Henry. 1 sheet ([1] p.) : ill (woodcuts). Printed for Francis Grove dwelling on Snow-hill, London, : [1650?] Author and date of publication from Wing. Verse: "Come from [the] temple away to the bed ..." In two parts, printed side by side. At head of second part: The second part, to the same tune. Reproduction of original in the British Library. eng Ballads, English -- 17th century. B03610 863 (Wing H1134AA). civilwar no The hasty bride-groom: or, The rarest sport that hath of late been tri'd, between a lusty bride-grome and his bride. To the tune of, Bass hi Hesselwood, Henry. 1650 933 2 0 0 0 0 0 21 C The rate of 21 defects per 10,000 words puts this text in the C category of texts with between 10 and 35 defects per 10,000 words. 2008-09 TCP Assigned for keying and markup 2008-11 SPi Global Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2009-01 Mona Logarbo Sampled and proofread 2009-01 Mona Logarbo Text and markup reviewed and edited 2009-02 pfs Batch review (QC) and XML conversion The Hasty Bride-groom : OR , The rarest sport that ha●h of late been tri'd , Between a lusty Bride-grome and his Bride . To the Tune of , Bass his Carreer : Or. Bow Bells COme from ye Temple away to the Bed . 〈◊〉 ye Marchant transports home his treasure Be not so coy Lady since we are wed , t is no sin to tast of the pleasure : Then come let us be , Blith merry and frée ; Vpon my life all the Waiters are gon : and 't is so that they know where you go , say not no , For I mean to make bold with my owne . What is 't to me though our hands joyned be , if our bodies be still kept assunder . Shall it be said , their goes a married Maid , indéed we will have no such wonder ; Therefore let 's jmbrace , There 's non sées thy face , The Bride-maids that waited are gone : non can spy , how you lye nere deny , but say I For indeed I le make bold with my own . Then come let us kiss & let us tast of that bliss which brave Lords and Ladies enjoy'd , If all Maids should bée of the humour of thée , Generation would soon be destroy'd ; Then where are those joys The G●rls and the Boys , Wouldst thou live in the world all alone , don't distroy , but enjoy , séem not coy , for a toy , For indeed I le make bold with my own . Sweet Love do not frown , put off thy Gown , t is a Garment unfit for the night , Some say that black hath a relishing smak , I had rather be dealing with white : Then be not afraid , For you are not betray'd , Since we two are together alone : I invite , you this night , to do right , my delight , Is forthwith to make bold with my own Prethée begin don't delay but unpin , for my humour I cannot prevent it , You are too straight lac'd & your Gorget's so fast , undo it or I straight way will rend it Or to end all the strife , I l'e cut it with my knif , T is to long to stay til it is undone : let thy wast , be unlac'd , and in half , be imbrac't , For I long to be bold with my own . The second Part , to the same Tune . FEel here on my hand , how you make me to stand even ready to starve in the cold ; O why shouldst thou be , so hard-hearted to me that loves the more dearer then Gold : And as thou hast béen , Like fair Venus the Quéen , Most compleat in thy parts every ane : let me find , that thy mind , is inclin'd to be kind ; So that I may make with my own . As thou art fair , and more swéet then the Air that dallies on Julies brave Roses , Now let mée be , to that Garden a Key , which the Flowers of Virgins incloses , And I will not bée , Too rough unto thée , For my nature unto mildness is prone ; do no lesse but undresse and unlace , all a pace . For this night I le make bold with my own . When I have found , thée temprate and sound thy swéet breast I will take for my Pillow T is great pitty yt we which newly married be should be forc'd to wear the gréen-Willow : We shall be blest , And live swéetly at rest , When we two are vnited in one . with content , and consent , I am bent , my intent , Is this night to make bold with my own . The Ladies Loving Reply . WElcome dear Love all ye powers above , are well pleased at our happy meeting ; The heavens have decrée , & ye earth is agréed that I should imbrace my own Swéeting : At Bed and at Board Both in Déed and in word . My affection to thée shall shown : thou art mine , I am thine , let us joyne , and combine , I le not bar thee from what is thy own . Our Brid-bed is made , yu shalt be my comrade for to lodge in my arms all night , Where thou shalt inioy being frée from anoy all the sport wherein Love takes delight : Our mirth shall be crown'd , And our triump renownd : Then Swéet-heart let thy valour be shown , take thy fill , do thy will , use thy skill , welcome still why shouldst thou not make bold with thy own The Bride-groom & Brid wt much joy on each side then togeather they to Bed both 〈◊〉 go But what they did there I did neither sée nor hear , nor I do not desire to know , But by Cupids aid , They being well laid , They made sport by themselves alon : being plac'd , she unlac'd , he uncas'd , she imbrac'd , Then he stoutly made bold with his own . Finis . London , Printed for Francis Grove dwelling on Snow-hill