The kind hearted Maidens Resolution, Wherein she doth show her real affection and true Love unto her dearest friend.  
Her Father and Mother they still do say no,  
Yet she is resolved with her Love for to go.  
To the Tune of, Jenny jenny.  
 

Now farewell dear Father  
and Mother also,  
〈…〉 blessing  
 
 
〈…〉 Shore,  
For I will 〈◊〉 with my Love  
all the world o'er.   

But I hope my dear Daughter  
you'll not be such a one,  
A● to go and forsake us  
and leave us alone,  
Now we have brought you up  
and by you sit great store  
Now you will go with your Love etc.   

But let reason rule you  
at home for to stay,  
And go not such a journey  
lea●t you lose your way  
Thou'st have all when we die  
what wouldst thou have more,  
If thou'lt not go with thy Love, etc.   

I value not your ●iches  
nor your brave 〈◊〉,  
●o I have but the ●●n  
whom my heart 〈…〉,  
There's no Locks nor Bolts  
shall keep me in a door,  
But I, etc.   

FOr his sight and his presence  
is dearer to me,  
Then all the rich Treasures  
i'th' world I can see,  
In my arms i'll embrace him  
his joys to restore,  
And I will go with my Love  
all the world o'er.   

For what joy or what comfort  
has any young Girl,  
Though she wears rich jewels  
of Gold or yet Pearl,  
If her Sweetheart be wanting  
her heart will be sore,  
So I, etc.   

Does not Ladies of Honour  
a man much regard,  
And shall I for his kindness  
with disdain him reward,  
No first i'll be hanged  
upon the next door,  
For I, etc.   

Oh did not fair Phillis  
that Lady so bright,  
Unknown at her Gate  
fed her Husband and Knight,  
And at his death she  
grieved full sore,  
So I, etc.   

Then why may not I  
be as true to my friend,  
As ever was Phillis  
unto my Lives end,  
There's no enchanting tongue  
shall win me on no score,  
But I, etc.   

He may be in danger  
or sick he may lie,  
And for want of my company  
there he may die,  
But i'll be his Surgeon  
for to cure his sore,  
And I, etc.   

All that I can do for him  
the truth for to tell,  
Nothing shall be wanting  
my Love to maintain,  
I'll run through fire and Water  
or though the deep sore,  
But I, etc.   

His behaviour and favour  
and so civil in's ways,  
That whoever sees him  
they give him the praise,  
Which makes me so much  
his fame to implore,  
And for to go with, etc.   

He's no Ranter nor Swearer  
nor Drunkard at all.  
Yet he'll laugh and be merry  
yet modest withal,  
He's courteous and humble  
toth' Rich and to Poor,  
Which makes me go with, etc.   

And thus have I told to  
young Maids in some part,  
The conditions of him  
whom I love as my heart  
But pray done't long for him  
nor yet cry nor ●●●re,  
For I will go with my Love  
all the world o'er.    

Printed for J. Clarke at the Harp and Bible in West-smith-field.