Love and Loyalty Well met  
The Faithful Youngman Loved well,  
This Damsel Fair and bright,  
Whose beauty did so much excel  
She proved his heart's delight.  
To the Tune of, State and Ambition.  
 
 
 

Youngman.  
Faeirest of Fair ones, if thou shouldst prove cruel,  
my Love to requite with scorn and disdain,  
And to my flaming heart, Add cumbustible Fuel,  
it would much increase both my sorrow and pain;  
Thy beauty it is, that I do so desire,  
and on thee I think both by day and by night,  
There's none but thyself that I Love and admire  
for thou art my true love, my joy and Delight.   

Maids Answer.  
You young men of late are so false and deceitful,  
poor innocent maids know not who to believe,  
Much Love you pretend, but do oft prove ungrateful,  
and leave us poor Damsels to mourn and to grieve:  
Such pretty Court Fashions of late you have learned,  
you'll vow and protest your base mind to fulfil,  
To Credulous Damsels it is not discerned,  
and so wrong young Maiden; that never thought ill.   

Youngman.  
I'm none of that number, I prithee doubt doubt me,  
my heart in thy breast is imprisoned sure,  
And for my affection I prithee don't flout me,  
for my Love shall last, while my Life doth endure  
To this my poor suit do not give a denial,  
nor seem in the least thy true Lover to slight,  
Thou plainly wilt find when it comes to the trial,  
that thou art my true love, my joy and Delight.   

Maid.  
If thou wouldst be faithful and real unto me,  
Oh! then I would tell thee a piece of my mind,  
It would be no trouble at all for to woo me,  
to one that is constant, I soon could be kind:  
But if I should venture to come to a trial,  
and grant your desire your mind to fulfil,  
If in the conclusion thou shouldst be Disloyal,  
‛ would wrong a poor maiden that never thought ill.   

Youngman.  
No, no by the power that governs poor creatures,  
I will be as Loyal as mortal can be,  
For I am enamoured with thy pretty features,  
and thou like an Angel appearest to me;  
In thy Rosy cheeks my delights I have fixed,  
and nothing is welcome but thee in my sight;  
When thy Love with my Love together are mixed,  
thou art my true love, my joy and Delight.   

Maids Answer.  
These pretty kind speeches, I fear will persuade me,  
to tender good nature to Love and admire,  
Blind Cupid already begins to invade me,  
and now I‘me possess with Love's amorous fire.  
Come give me thy hand with a large protestation,  
that what I desire thou wilt freely fulfil,  
For thou art the man I love best in the Nation  
then wrong not a Maiden that never thought ill.   

Youngman.  
These tidings my dearest exceedingly please me,  
my heart thou hast won, I'll for ever be thine,  
Of my pains and torments my Love thou dost ease me  
as I am thy true Love, I hope thou art mine;  
Let us two together lie close in embraces,  
in Love we will solace by day and by night,  
Thou art so adorned with beautiful graces,  
that thou art my true love my joy and Delight.   

Maid.  
Come come then my true Love, no longer we‘l tarry,  
but finish the rites that poor Lovers enjoy,  
we‘l go to the Church, and with speed we will marry,  
to show that at first ‘ 'twas my real design;  
Though it seemed, strange, it was only to try thee,  
and yet seemed loath thy mind to fulfil,  
I knew in my heart that I could not deny thee,  
for I am a Maiden that never thought ill.   

The AUTHOR.  
Fair Maidens take pattern by these faithful Lovers,  
who now are fast linked in Cupid's strong Chains,  
For when Tell-tale eyes a true passion discovers,  
they soon put an end unto torturing pains;  
And youngmen no more do you now prove deceitful,  
but constant and Loyal by day and by night,  
For 'tis no small trespass to be so ungrateful,  
to her who accounts you her Joy and delight.   
FINIS.   

Print●● for J. Blare at the Sign of the Looking-glass, on London-Bridge.