The Berkshire Lady's Garland: In Four Parts.  
Cupid's Conquest over a Coy Lady of five thousand a Year, who having slighted many noble Offers, was compelled by Cupid, to wed a poor Country Attorney.  
The Lady's Letter of Challenge to fight her upon refusing to wed her in a Mask, without knowing who she was.  
How they met by appointment in a Grove, where she obliged him to fight or wed her; he consented to the latter, took her for better or worse.  
How they rid together in her Gilded Coach, to her noble Seat or Castle, where she placed him in a Room, an left him some Hours alone. And with other things worthy of Note.   a lady and gentleman hold hands in a garden of flowers 
Printed for I: Walter; at the hand and Pen in high-holbourn.   

The Berkshire Lady's Garland,  

The First Part.  
Tune of, Slaves to London.  
Bachelors of ev'ry Situtation,  
Mark this strange and true Relation,  
Which in brief to you I bring,  
Never was a stranger thing:  
You shall find it worth your hearing  
Loyal Lvoe is most endearing,  
when it takes the deepest Root,  
Yielding Gold and Charms to Boot.  
Some will wed for store of Treasure,  
But the sweetest Joy and Pleasure,  
Is in faithful Love you'll find,  
Graced with a noble Mind.  
Such a noble Disposition,  
Had this Lady, with Submission;  
Of whom I this Sonnet write,  
Store of Wealth, and Beauty bright:  
She had lest by a good Grannum,  
Full five thousand Pound per Annum,  
Which she held without control;  
Thus did she in Riches roll,  
Tho' she had vast store of Riches  
Which some Persons much bewitches,  
Yet she bore a courteous mind,  
Not the least to pride inclined.  
Many noble Persons courted,  
This Young Lady 'tis reported:  
But their Labour proved in vain,  
They could not her Favour gain:  
Yet by Cupid's true assistance,  
She was conquered after all;  
How it was, declare I shall:  
Being at a noble Wedding,  
Near the famous Town of Reading,  
A young genteel Man she saw,  
Who belonged to the Law,  
As she viewed his sweet Behaviour,  
T'ry courteous Carriage gave her  
New Addition to her Grief;  
Force she was to seek Relief.  
Privately she then enquired,  
About him, so much admired,  
Both his Name, and where he dwelled,  
Such was the hot Flames she felt.  
Thenat Night this youthful Lady,  
Called her Coach, which being ready;  
Homeward strait she did return,  
But her Heart in Flames did burn.   

Part Second.  
NIght and Morning for a Season,  
In her Closet woven she Reason  
With herself, and often said,  
Why has my Love my Heart betrayed?  
I that have so many slighted,  
Am at length as well requited,  
For my Griess are not a few;  
Now I find what Love can do.  
He that has my Heart in keeping,  
Tho' I for his sqake lie weeping,  
Little knows what Grief I feel;  
But i'll try it out with Steel.  
For I will a Challenge send him,  
And appoint, where i'll attend him  
In a Grove without delay,  
By the Dawning of the Day.  
He shall not the least discover,  
That I am a Virgin Lover,  
By the Challenge which I send,  
But for Justice I contend.  
He has caused sad Distraction.  
And I come for Satisfaction,  
Which if he denys to give,  
One of us shall seize Relief.  
Having thus her Mind revealed,  
she Letter closed and sealed;  
Nwo when it came to his Hand,  
The young Man was at a stand.  
In her Letter she conjured him,  
For to meet, and well assured him,  
Recompense he must afford,  
Or dispute it with a Sword.  
Having read this strange Relation,  
He was in a Consternation;  
Then advising with his Friend,  
He persuades him to attend.  
Be of Courage, and make ready,  
Faint Heart never won fair Lady;  
In regard it must be so,  
I along with you will go.   

Part Third.  
EArly on a Summer's Morning,  
While bright Phoebus was adorning  
ev'ry Bower, with his Beams,  
A fair Lady came it seems,  
At the bottom of a Mountain,  
Near a pleasant christial Fountain,  
There she left her gilded Coach,  
While the Grover she did approach.  
Covered with her Mask, and walking,  
There she met her Lover talking  
With a Friend, that he had brought,  
Strait she asked him who he sought.  
I am Challenged by a Gallant,  
You resolve to try my Tallant;  
What he is, I cannot say,  
But I hope to show him play.  
Lady.] It is I, that did invite you!  
You shall Wed me, or i'll fight you  
Underneath those spreading Trees,  
Therefore choose you, which you please  
You shall find I do not Vapour,  
I have brought my trusty Rapier;  
Therefore take your choice, says she,  
Either fight, or Mary me.  
Said he, Madam, pray what mean ye,  
In my Life I ne'er have seen ye:  
Pray unmask, your Visage show,  
Then i'll tell you, aye or no?  
L.] I will not my Face uncover,  
Till the Marriage rights are over;  
Therefore choose now which you will,  
Wed me, Sir, or try your skill.  
Step within that pleasant Bower,  
With your Friend one single Hour,  
Strive your Thoughts to reconcile,  
And i'll wander here the while.  
While the charming Lady weighted,  
The young Bachelor debated,  
Quoth his Friend The hazard run.  
If my Judgement may be trusted,  
Uvea her, Sir, you can't be worsted:  
If she's rich you'll rise to Fame;  
If she's poor, why, you're the same.  
He consented to be married,  
In the Coach they all was carried,  
To a Church without delay  
Where he Weds the Lady gay,  
Those sweet pretty Cupids hovered  
Round her Eyes; her face was covered  
With a Mask, he took her thus,  
Just for better, or for worse.  
With a courteous kind Behaviour,  
She presents his Friends a Favour;  
And withal dismissed him strait,  
That he might no longer wait.   

Part Fourth.  
AS the gilded Cocach stood ready,  
The young Lawyer and his Lady,  
Rid together till they came  
To her House of state and same.  
Which appeared like a Castle,  
Where he might behold a parcel  
Of young Ceaders tall and strait,  
Just before her Palace-gate.  
Hand in Hand they walked together,  
To a Hall, or Parlour rather,  
Which was Beautiful and fair,  
All alone she left him there.  
Two long Hours there he waited,  
Her return, at length he fretted;  
And began to grieve at last,  
For he had not broke his fast,  
Still he sat like one amazed,  
Round a spacious Room he gazed,  
Which was richly beautified,  
But, alas, he'd lost his Bride.  
There was peeping laughing, fleering,  
All within the Lawyers hearing;  
But his Bride he could not see,  
Would I was at home thought he.  
While his Heart was melancholy,  
Said, the Steward, brisk and jolly,  
Tell me Friend, how came you here,  
You have some design I fear?  
He replied, Dear loving Master,  
You shall meet with no Disaster,  
Through my means in any case,  
Madam, brought me to this place,  
Then the Steward did retire,  
Saying, That he would inquire  
Wherthe it was true or no;  
Ne'er was Lover hampered so  
Now the Lady who had filled him  
With those Fears, full well beheld him  
From a Window, where she dressed,  
Pleased at the pleasant jest,  
When she had herself attired,  
In rich Robes to be admired;  
Like a moving Anlge bright,  
She appeared in his sight.  
L.] Sir, my Servants have related  
How you have some hours waited  
In my Parlour, tell me who,  
In my House you ever knew.  
Madam, if I have offended,  
It was more than I Intended;  
A young Lady brought me here:  
That is true, said she, my Dear,  
I can be no longer cruel,  
To my Joy and only Jewel;  
Thou art mine, and I am thine,  
Hand and Heart I do resign.  
Once I was thy wounded Lover,  
Now those Fears are clearly over,  
By receiving what I gave,  
Thou art Lord of all have.  
Beauty, honour, love and treasure,  
A rich Golden stream of Pleasure,  
With his Lady he enjoys,  
Thanks to Cupid's kind decoys.  
Now he's clothed in rich Attire,  
Not Inferior to a ' Squire;  
Beauty, honour, riches store,  
What can Man desire more,    

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