A new Northerens jig, called, Dainty come thou to me.  
 

Will't thou forsake me thus,  
and leave me in misery?  
And I gave my hand to thee,  
only with thee to die:  
Cast no care to thy heart,  
from thee I will not flee,  
Let them all say what they will,  
Dainty come thou to me.   

UUere my state good or ill,  
rich, or in misery,  
Yet would I love thee still,  
prove me and thou shalt see.  
Cast no care, etc.   

UUere you rich, were you poor,  
were you in misery,  
I will beg from door to door,  
all for to maintain thee:  
Cast no care, etc.   

UUere I Lord, were I Knight,  
came I of high degree,  
All my Lands should be thine,  
try me and thou shalt see▪  
Cast no care, etc.   

If the Indie Gold were mine,  
and all the wealth of Spain  
All that it should be thine,  
prove me yet once again:  
Cast no care, etc.   

Thy beauty doth excel,  
above all I love thee,  
With thee I mean to dwell,  
try me and thou shalt see:  
Cast no care, etc.   

I promise for th● sake,  
all other to for●ake,  
And only thee to take,  
try me ●nd thou shalt see▪  
Cast no care, etc.   

Let me thy love obtain,  
or else I am but slain,  
Revive me once again,  
sweet I desire thee.  
Cast no care, etc.   

If Friends do frown and fret,  
and Parents angry be,  
And Brother's grief is great,  
yet I love none but thee.  
Cast no care, etc.   

Here's my hand and my heart,  
faith and troth unto thee,  
From thee I will not start,  
try me and thou shalt see.  
Cast no care, etc.   

Thus my Friends I forsake,  
with thee my life to spend,  
Refusing no pains to take,  
until my life doth end:  
Cast no care, etc.   

Farewell my trusty Love,  
true as the Turtledove.  
I will as constant prove,  
till we two meet again.  
Cast no care, etc.   
Finis.   

Printed by the Assigns of Thomas Symcocke,