Pretty Nannie:  
OR, A dainty delicate new Ditty, fit for the Country, Town, or City, which shows how constant she did prove unto her heart's delight and only Love.  
To a dainty delicate new tune named, Northern Nannie.  

 

I Have a Love so fair,  
so constant, firm, and kind,  
She is without compare,  
whose fancies me doth blind.  
She is the flower of Maids,  
that ever was or can be,  
Fair Mymphs lend me your aids  
to sing of my sweet Nannie:  
Her golden hair, her face so fair,  
her glancing eye hath wounded me,  
Her cheek like show where Roses grow,  
Pretty Nanny,  
My Mistress of true constancy  
I am thine own and shall be.   

If Venus would defend,  
and grant to grace my bed,  
I would not wrong my friend,  
by no enticements led:  
No not the fairest dame,  
shall win her faucur from me,  
For in the mind I am,  
I'll honour none but Nannie:  
For she may command my heart, my hand  
my body too for to ride or go,  
If she but say by night or day,  
Pretty Nannie,  
My Mistress of true constancy,  
I am thine own and shall be.   

My love I will not change  
for Croesus' gold and treasure,  
Nor will I seem to range  
from thee my joy and pleasure:  
Though some do count our sex  
to waver in affection,  
Yet do not thou suspect,  
for I do hate that action:  
My love is set, none shall me let,  
nor me persuade, be not afraid,  
From thee to turn, I'll rather burn with fire,  
Thou plain shalt see that I love thee,  
And will yield to thy desire.   

She is so rare and wise,  
and prudent in her carriage,  
That gallants did devose  
to win her unto marriage:  
But she denies all those  
that do ask such a question,  
And to me she doth disclose  
her constant true affection:  
She will not lie nor falsify,  
but true doth prove like the turtle-dove  
As I do find to me she's kind,  
Pretty Nannie,  
My Mistress of true constancy,  
I am thine own and shall be.    

The second part,  
To the same tune.  
 

HEr favour and her face,  
do set my heart on fire,  
When I do her embrace,  
I have my hearts desire,  
Her pretty lisping tongue,  
doth joy my heart in speaking,  
I think no time too long,  
while I with her keep waking:  
Her lips so soft I kiss full oft,  
yet she'll deny immodesty,  
My mother's come, O I must be gone  
Pretty Nannie,  
My Mistress of true constancy,  
I am thine own and shall be.   

When I am from her sight,  
my heart is drowned with sorrow,  
If I do miss one night,  
I see her the next morrow:  
She is my only dear,  
my joy and my sweet pleasure,  
She is a jewel rare,  
that far surpasseth treasure:  
Her glistering eyes like starry skies,  
her dimpled chin I have joyed to see  
Her neck so white like christ all bright  
Pretty Nannie,  
My Mistress of true constancy,  
I am thine own and shall be.   

For to sell this bargain now  
I leave my heart in pawn,  
As by a faithful vow,  
that is betwixt us twain:  
Then do not thou disdain  
my Mistress true for to be,  
Grant love for love again,  
my own sweet pretty Nannie:  
And with a kiss be friend me this,  
my Love adieu I pray be true,  
My heart with faith for ever saith  
Pretty Nannie, etc.   

Then kindly she replied,  
thou hast thy hearts desire,  
I'll be thy lovely Bride,  
my love to thee is entire:  
As I have constant been,  
so I'll remain for ever,  
As plainly shall be seen,  
from thee I will not sever:  
With hand & heart i'll take thy part,  
in wealth and woe I will do so,  
The world shall see that I love thee▪  
Most kindly,  
Thy Mistress, etc.   

Though all my friends do frown▪  
and seem for to prevent me▪  
Not for a thousand pound,  
that I will discontent thee:  
I will not yield to love,  
nor fancy any other,  
My mind shall not remove,  
with father nor with mother,  
I will not change nor seem to range▪  
no, I'll endure for ever sure,  
My heart is thine and thou art mine▪  
Sweet honey, etc.   

What sayest thou my sweet heart▪  
wilt thou consent unto me?  
'tis thou must ease my smart▪  
or else thou wilt undo me:  
Quoth she I do consent,  
to what thou dost require▪  
Myself I do present  
to please thy hearts desire:  
My love on thee shall settled be,  
what thou dost crave I grant you have  
my life, my blood, to do thee go●●▪  
My honey,  
Then do not doubt my constancy,  
I am thine own and will be.   
FINIS.  
R. C.    

Printed at London for Tho▪ Lambert, at the sign of the Horseshoe in Smithfield▪