A pleasant new Song, betwixt The Sailor and ●is Love..  
to the tune of Dulcina.  

 
WHat doth ail my Love, so sadly  
in such heavy dumps to stand:  
Doth she grieve or take unkindly,  
that I am so near at hand?  
Or doth she vow,  
She will not know▪  
Nor speak to me when I do come:  
If that be so,  
●way I'll go,  
first kiss and bid me welcome home.   

Had I ever thee forsaken,  
putting thee out of my mind,  
Thou then mightst have justly spoken  
that I was to thee unkind.  
Or should I take  
Some other make,  
Then mightst thou have just cause to mourn  
But let me die  
Before that I,  
do so: then bid me welcome home.   

Sooner shall the grass leave growing,  
from the hare the hound shall run,  
husbandmen shall leave their sowing,  
floods shall run the land upon,  
The fish shall fly.  
The Sea run dry,  
The birds no more shall sing but mourn  
Eat I of thee  
Unmindful be,  
then kiss and bid me welcome home.   

 
Smile on me, be not offended,  
pardon grant for my amiss:  
Let thy favour so be friend me,  
as to seal it with a kiss:  
To me, I swear,  
Thou art so dear,  
That for thy sake I'll fancy none,  
Then do not frown,  
But sit thee down,  
Sweet, kiss and bid me welcome home.   

If thou hast proved chaste Diana,  
since from thee I did depart.  
I as constant have been to thee,  
for on thee fixed was my heart:  
No not for she  
jupiter see,  
Dinae in her tower alone.  
Should me entice,  
No I'll be nice,  
then kiss and bid me welcome home.   

No nor Venus Cupid's mother,  
nor the fairest wife of jove,  
Should Lucretia or some other,  
seek by gifts to win my love,  
Should Helen fair,  
To me repair,  
And unto me for love make moan,  
Yet none of these  
My mind shall please,  
then kiss, and bid me welcome home   

The second part.  
To the same tune.  

 
FRom thy sight though I was banished  
y●t I always was to thee,  
Far more kind than was Ulysses,  
to his chaste Penelope:  
For why away  
He once did stay  
Ten years, and left her all alone.  
But I from thee,  
Have not been three,  
Sweet kiss and bid me welcome him.   

Come sweet heart come sit down by me,  
and let thy lap my pillow me.  
While sweet sleep my mind beguileth,  
all my dreams shall be on thee.  
I pray thee stay,  
Steal not away,  
Let lullaby be all my song:  
With kisses sweet,  
Lull me asleep,  
and say sweet heart thou'rt welcome home,   

The woman's answer.  

I Have been sad to see how from me,  
thou so long away didst stay,  
Yet now I more rejoice to see thee,  
happily arrived this day.  
Thou from our shore  
Shalt go no more,  
To wander thus abroad alone:  
But thou shalt stay  
With me always,  
for here's my hand, thou'rt welcome home.   

I have proved Diana to the,  
since from me thou went'st away,  
I have had suitors well-nigh twenty,  
and much ado had for to stay:  
But I denied,  
When they replied,  
And sent them all away in scorn:  
For I had sworn,  
To live forlorn,  
until that I see thee come home.   

Seeing thou art home arrived,  
thou shalt not go away in haste,  
But lovingly come sit down by me,  
let thine arms embrace my waist:  
Farewell annoy,  
Welcome my joy,  
Now lullaby is all my song,  
For now my heart,  
Sings loath to part,  
then kiss, sweetheart, thou'rt welcome home   

Since sweet heart thou dost befriend me  
thus to take me to thy love,  
Never more will I offend thee,  
but will ever constant prove.  
Thou hast my heart,  
Not to depart,  
But ever constant to remain:  
And thou hast mine,  
And I have thine,  
then let us kiss and welcome home▪   
FINIS.     

Printed at London for john Grismond.