The Revolted Lover. OR A young Maiden is apt to be won, Approved by what this Damsel hath done.  
To a pleasant new tune.  
 
 

ONce I loved a Maiden fair,  
but she did deceive me,  
She with Venus might compare,  
in my mind, believe me  
she was young,  
and among  
Creatures of temptation:  
who will say,  
but Maidens may,  
Kiss for recreation?   

Maiden's fair, have a care,  
chastity is fading:  
Want of grace in a place,  
made her use her trading,  
I did think her  
for to be  
Chaster than Diana,  
but the Boy  
hath blinded me,  
More than ever any,   

Three times I made it known  
to the Congregation,  
That the Church had her own,  
as Priest had made relation.  
married we  
strait must be,  
Although we go a begging:  
but now by love  
'tis like to prove  
a very hopeful wedding.   

She did swear and protest,  
with fluent tears weeping  
Above all men she loved me best,  
and said I was her sweeting  
but alas,  
false it was,  
Chastity was voiding:  
every one  
may freely choose  
Her beauty that loves trading.   

Then let young men be advisd,  
trust not any wanton  
Beauty being too high-prized,  
find such ground to plant on,  
that no man,  
do what he can,  
Shall confine their duties,  
they will gad  
and be mad,  
To show forth their beauties.   

Happy he who never knew  
what to Love belonged:  
Maidens wavering and untrue,  
many a man have wronged:  
so hath she,  
wronged me,  
By her false dissembling:  
for to hear  
her to swear  
Oft my heart was trembling,   

The Second part.  
To the same Tune.  
 

BUt the chiefest cause is this,  
was by some persuasions.  
Who enticed her to do amiss,  
by their strong temptations  
she was apt  
to be trapped.  
being young and stupid:  
many strove  
for her love,  
pricked on by Cupid.   

I do scorn and detest,  
to have any Rival:  
Let her take whom she likes best,  
sith for her they strive all:  
when I wed  
I'll be sped,  
with one whose mind is fixed,  
and my love  
ne'er to move:  
I'll not be commixed.   

In my love with any man,  
I'll have all, or nothing,  
If she love another man,  
to me her love is loathing:  
I will scorn  
ere to mourn  
for a wanton feather:  
if I find  
her unkind,  
than the Deal gang with her.   

You who take so much delight  
in getting handsome Lasses,  
Alas, they will delude your sight,  
I pity much your cases:  
their bright eyes  
can surprise  
men that do behold them;  
young men's words  
them affords  
matter to new mould them.   

Farewell thou faithless Girl,  
I'll not sorrow for thee:  
Once I held thee dear as pearl,  
but now I do abhor thee:  
hadst thou stayed  
still a maid,  
and modesty retained,  
than my mind  
firm combined,  
had with thee remained.   

But now I am resolved,  
ne'er with thee to marry  
Till soul and body be dissolved,  
I will rather tarry,  
if I find  
to my mind  
one of virtue's children,  
than I soon  
will have done.  
but I'll tarry till then.   
FINIS.    

Printed by the Assigns of Thomas Symcock.