A delicate new ditty composed upon the posie of a ring: being, I fancie none but thee alone sent as a new-years gift by a lover to his sweet-heart. To the tune of Dulcina. This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription A20511 of text S113516 in the English Short Title Catalog (STC 6921). Textual changes and metadata enrichments aim at making the text more computationally tractable, easier to read, and suitable for network-based collaborative curation by amateur and professional end users from many walks of life. The text has been tokenized and linguistically annotated with MorphAdorner. The annotation includes standard spellings that support the display of a text in a standardized format that preserves archaic forms ('loveth', 'seekest'). Textual changes aim at restoring the text the author or stationer meant to publish. This text has not been fully proofread Approx. 5 KB of XML-encoded text transcribed from 1 1-bit group-IV TIFF page image. EarlyPrint Project Evanston,IL, Notre Dame, IN, St. Louis, MO 2018 A20511 STC 6921 ESTC S113516 99848750 99848750 13863 2240919587

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Early English books online. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 1, no. A20511) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 13863) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books, 1475-1640 ; 986:16) A delicate new ditty composed upon the posie of a ring: being, I fancie none but thee alone sent as a new-years gift by a lover to his sweet-heart. To the tune of Dulcina. 1 sheet ([1] p.) : ill. [by A. Matthewes?] for H. Gosson on London Bridge, Printed at London : [ca. 1635] Suggested printer's name and estimated publication date from STC. Verse - "Thou that art so sweet a creature,". In two parts; woodcuts at head of each part. Reproduction of the original in the British Library. eng Ballads, English -- 17th century. eebo A delicate new ditty composed upon the posie of a ring: being, I fancie none but thee alone: sent as a new-years gift by a lover to his sweet-heart. T [no entry] 1635 2 794 2 0 0 0 0 0 25.19 C The rate of 25.19 defects per 10,000 words puts this text in the C category of texts with between 10 and 35 defects per 10,000 words. 2002-07 Assigned for keying and markup 2002-09 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2002-10 Sampled and proofread 2002-10 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2002-12 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion
A delicate new Ditty composed upon the Posie of a Ring : being , I fancie none but thee alone : sent as a New-years gift by a Lover to his Sweet-heart . To the tune of Dulcina .
THou that art so swéet a creature , that aboue all earthly ioy , I 〈◊〉 deem● for thy rare feature , kill me not by seeming coy , nor be thou mute when this my suit Into thy eares by loue is blowne , but say by me , as I by thée , I fancie none but thee alone . Hadst thou Cupids mothers beauty , and Dianaes chaste desires , Thinke on that which is thy duty , to fulfill what loue requires : 't is loue I aske , and t is thy taske to be propitious to my moane , for still I say , and will for aye , I fancie none but thee alone . Let not selfe conceit ore-straine thée , woman was at first ordained To serue man , though I obey thée , bring by loues law constrayned , my sobs and teares , true witnesse beares of my hearts griefe and heauy moan , let not thy frown then me cast downe , Who fancies none but thee alone . Think what promise thou didst giue me , when I first did thée behold , There thou vow'dst thou wouldst not leaue me for a masse of Indian gold , but now I find thou art vnkind , all former vowes are past and gone , yet once againe him entertaine : Who fancies none but thee alone . Let my true affections moue thee to commiserate my paine , If thou knew'st how deare I loue thée , sure thou wouldst loue me againe : I thée affect , and more respect thy welfare then I doe mine owne , let this moue thée to pitty me , Who fancies none but thee alone . Why should women be obdurate , and mens proffers thus despise ? Deare , be rul'd , we haue a Curate , nuptiall Rites to solemnize : thou Marigold , whose leaues vnfold , when Tytans rayes reflect thereon , on thée I le shine , for thou art mine , I fancie none but thee alone .
The second part , Or the Maidens kind Reply . To the same tune .
DEare I haue receiu'd thy token , and with it thy faithfull loue , Prethee let no more be spoken , I to thée will constant proue , doe not despaire , nor liue in care for her who vowes to be thy owne , though I séeme strange , I will not change , I fancie none but thee alone . Thinke not that I will forgoe thée , though I 'm absent from thy sight , When I find my selfe kept from thee , I 'd be with thée day and night , but well thou know'st how I am crost , else should my loue to thée be showne , with frée accord , yet take my word , I fancie none but thee alone . This Prouerbe hath oft beene vsed , she that 's bound must needs obey , And thou séest how I 'm inclosed , from thy presence night and day , I dare not show what loue I owe to thée , for feare it should be knowne , yet still my mind shall be inclind , To fancie none but thee alone . Though my body for a season , be absent from thée perforce , Yet I pray thée iudge with reason , that I loue thee nere the worse : Oh that I might enioy thy sight , then should my loue to thee be showne , then doe not thinke her loue to shrinke , Who fancies none but thee alone . Many times I thinke vpon thee , in my melancholy fits , When I find my selfe kept from thee , it depriues me of my wits , oft times I weepe , when others sleepe ; producing many a grieuous groane , then thinke on me , as I on thee , And fancie none but me alone . No fastidious motions moue me , to be from thy sight so long , Doe not then ( my deare ) reproue me , nor suspect I doe thee wrong , for he thou sure , I doe indure , in constancie surpast by none , I long to see the time that we shall of two bodies be made one , FINIS .

Printed at London for H. Gosson on London-Bridge .