The Hasty Bridegroom. OR, The rarest sport that hath been tried, Between a lusty Bride-groom and his Bride. To the Tune of, Bass his Carrier or, Bow-Bells. woodcut of a man and woman seated on a bed COme from the Temple away to the Bed, as the Merchant transports some his treasure Be not so coy Lady since we are wed, 'tis no sin to take of the pleasure. then come let us be blithe merry and free, Vpon my life all the waiters are gone, and 'tis so, that they know, where you go, say not so, For I mean to make bold with my own What is it to me though our hands joined be; if our bodies be still kept asunder, Shall it be said, there goes a married Maid, indeed we will have no such wonder; therefore lets embrace, there's none sees thy face, The Bride-Maids that waited are gone; none can spy, how you lie, never deny, but say I, For I mean to make bold with my own. Then come let us kiss, and taste of that bliss, which brave Lords and Ladies enjoyed; If Maidens should be of the humour of thee; Generations would soon be destroyed; then where were these joys, the Girls and the Boys, wouldst live in the World all alone, don't destroy, but enjoy, seem not coy, for a toy: For indeed I'll make bold with my own. SWeet love do not frown, but pull off thy gown 'tis a Garment unfit for the night, Some say that black hath a relishing smack, I had rather be dealing in white, then be not afraid, for you are not betrayed, Since we are together alone, I invite you this night, to do right, my delight, Is forthwith to make use of my own. Prithee begin, don't delay, but unpin, for my humour I cannot prevent it, You are straight laced, and your Gorgets so fast, undo it, or I strait will rend it, or to end all the strife, I'll cut it with my knife, 'Tis too long to stay till 'tis undone, Let thy waste, Be unlac'd, And in hast, Be embraced, For I do long to make bold with my own. Feel with your hand, how you make me stand, even ready to starve in the could, Oh why shouldst thou be, so hard-hearted to me, that loves thee more dear than gold, And as thou hast been. Like fair Venus the Queen, Most pleasant in thy parts every one, let me find, that thy mind Is inclined, to be kind, So that I may make bold with my own. As thou are fair, and more sweet than the air, that dallies on Iuly's brave Roses: Now let me be, to that Gardens key, that the flowers of Virgins encloses, and I will not be, too rough unto thee, For my nature unto boldness is prove, Do no less, then undress, and unlace, all a place, For this night I'll make use with my own, When I have found thee temperate and sound, thy sweet breast I will make for my Pillow, 'Tis pity that we which newly Marries be, should be forced to weer the green Willow, We shall be blessed, and live sweetly at rest, Now we are united in one; With content, And consent, I am bent, My intent, Is this Night to make bold with my own. The Ladies loving reply. WElcome dear love, all the powers above, are well pleased at our happy meeting, The Heavens have decreed, & the Earth 〈◇〉 agreed, that I should embrace my own sweating, at bed and at board, both in dead and in word, My affection to thee shall be shown: Thou are mine, I am thine, Let us join, And combine, I'll not bar thee from what is thy own. Out Bride-beds made, thou shalt be my comrade, for to lodge in my arms all the night, Where thou shalt enjoy, being free from annoy; all the sports wherein love takes delight, Out Mirth shall be crowned, and our triumph renowned, Then Sweet-heart let thy valour be shown, Take thy fill, Do thy will, use thy skill, Welcome still, Why shouldst thou not make bold with thy won. The Bridegroom and Bride, with much joy on each side, then together to bed they did go, But what they did there, I did neither see nor hear, nor I do not desire to know, But by Cupids aid. They being well laid, They made sport by themselves all alone, Being placed, And unlac'd, He unceas'd, She embraced, Then he stoutly made bold with his own.