The Courteous CARMAN, And the Amorous Maid. OR, The Carman's Whistle.  
What here is Penned in this same pleasant Story,  
Doth only tend unto the Carman's Glory;  
Who did relieve a Maiden in distress,  
And brought her joy in midst of heaviness:  
He was Courageous, and of mettle good,  
As by this Story may be understood.  
To a New Tune, called, The Carman's Whistle; or, Lord Willoughby's March, etc.  
 

AS I abroad was walking  
by the breaking of the day,  
Into a pleasant Meadow,  
a youngman took his way,  
And looking round about him,  
to mark what he could see,  
At length he spied a fair maid  
under a Myrtle Tree.   

So comely was her countenance,  
and smiling was her cheer,  
As though the Goddess Venus,  
herself she had been there,  
And many a smirking smile she gave,  
amongst the Leaves so green,  
Although she was perceived,  
she thought she was not seen.   

At length she changed her countenance,  
and sung a mournful song,  
Lamenting her misfortune,  
she stayed a Maid so long:  
There's many that be younger,  
that long time have been wed,  
Which makes me think that I shall die  
and keep my Maidenhead.   

Sure youngmen are hard hearted,  
and know not what they do,  
Or else they want for Compliments  
fair Maidens for to woe:  
Why should young Virgins pine away  
and lose their chiefest prime,  
And all for want of Sweethearts,  
to cheer us up in time.   

THe youngman heard her Ditty  
and could no longer stay,  
But strait unto this Damosel  
with speed he did away:  
He nimbly stepped unto her  
which made her for to start,  
But when he once embraced her,  
he joyed her very heart.   

Sweet heart he said unto her  
why do you so complain,  
If you'll be ruled by me  
i'll play you such a strain,  
As uses for to give content  
when as true Lovers meets,  
It is much like to that they call  
the shaking of the sheets.   

Strike up quoth she, and spare not  
I prithee use thy skill,  
For why I greatly care not  
If I thy mind fulfil,  
The Carman then most nimbly  
unto this sport did settle,  
And pleased her most bravely  
for he was full of mettle.   

When he had played unto her  
one merry note or two,  
Then she was so rejoiced  
she knew not what to do:  
O God a mercy Carman,  
thou art a lively Lad;  
Thou hast as rare a Whistle  
as ever Carman had:   

Now if my Mother chide me  
for staying here so long,  
What if she doth I care not  
for this shall be my song:  
Pray mother be contented  
break not my heart in twain●  
Although I have been ill a while  
I shall be well again:   

And thus this loving couple  
did oftentimes embrace,  
And lovingly did prattle  
all in that flowery place;  
But now the time of parting  
began for to draw near,  
Whereas this Noble Carman  
must leave his only dear,   

He took his leave most kindly  
and thus to her did say,  
My dearest I will meet thee  
next time I come this way:  
Away this bonny Carman went  
a whistling of his Note,  
And there he left this fair Maid  
a brushing of her Coat.   

Now fare thee well brave Carman  
I wish thee well to far,  
For thou didst use me kindly  
as I can well declare:  
Let other Maids say what they will  
the truth of all is so,  
The bonny Carman's Whistle  
shall for my money go.    

Printed for F. Coles, T. Vere, J. Wright, J. Clarke, W. Thackeray, & T. Passenger.