Chastities conquest, or, No trusting before marriage a new song, you virgins that your fame and honour prize, learn here by saving both, how to be wise, secure your treasure till you have secur'd, the purchaser and then you are insur'd a thing that forehand freeness ne'r procur'd. This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription A32745 of text R33289 in the English Short Title Catalog (Wing C3730). 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. 3 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 A32745 Wing C3730 ESTC R33289 13119282 ocm 13119282 97814 2240861210

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Early English books online. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 1, no. A32745) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 97814) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books, 1641-1700 ; 1547:15) Chastities conquest, or, No trusting before marriage a new song, you virgins that your fame and honour prize, learn here by saving both, how to be wise, secure your treasure till you have secur'd, the purchaser and then you are insur'd a thing that forehand freeness ne'r procur'd. 1 broadside. Printed for P. Brooksby ..., [London] : [between 1665-1660] Imprint suggested by Wing. "To the tune of, Canst thou not weave bone-lace." Without music. Reproduction of original in the Harvard University Library. eng Ballads, English. eebo Chastities conquest, or, No trusting before marriage. A new song, you virgins that your fame and honour prize. Learn here by saving both, how to be wi [no entry] 1672 2 514 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 A This text has no known defects that were recorded as gap elements at the time of transcription. 2002-09 Assigned for keying and markup 2002-10 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2002-11 Sampled and proofread 2002-11 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2002-12 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion
Chastities Conquest , OR , No Trusting before Marriage . A New Song , You Virgins that your Fame and Honour prize . Learn here by saving both , how to be wise . Secure your Treasure till you have secur'd The Purchaser and then you are insur'd A thing that forehand freeness ne'r procur'd . To the Tune of , Canst thou not weave Bone-lace .

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CAnst thou not weave Bonelace , yea by Lady that I can , canst thou not lisp with Grace yea as well as any one , Canst thou not Card and Spin yea by Lady that I can And dothe other thing wee I 'se do what I can Come then , and be my sweet To Bed I 'l carry thee No in Geud faith not a bit Unless you marry me : Marriage is not the mode then I'se will make it so , Duce o' the common Road I 'l ne'r forsake it so Thou shalt in me possess all Ioys that can be had Then give a consenting Kiss , Then wed me first my Lad Let us but gang to the Priest So dear I tender thee . Then Kiss on and do what you list faith . I 'se not hinder the

We shall soon weary grow change will soon tyre you Ah do not tell me so Since I admire you For when I touch thy Breasts thy charms so fire me Yet needless is a Priest Then come no nigher me , For when you tempt me to bed I'se no sick silly Fool , But if you 'l buckle and wed , then kiss your Belly full If as you say you Love make I'se your wedded Mate , And you shall freely have what ever you 'd be at Will you not then my Ioy without you'r wedded strike No by my troth not I Such loving I 'se not like But wedded my Arms shall bless thy passion to the light And with a consenting kiss my Love to his Ioys invite . Let 's no kind minutes wast I 'l lead thee to my Bed , Where Loves delights we 'l tast and so to morrow be wedded Geud Faith I 'se not agree , I 'se venture no such thing Troth you 'r deceived in me and must begin again Come lay this Bashfulness by your blushes I will hide UUhat harm is it now to try If you 'r to morrn my Bride . I 'se never yield to that O don't desire me To to the Dee'l knows what Whoo 'd then admire me Well thou hast won my Heart , Thy Uirtues fire me I 'le wed and never part As you require me Soft murmurs and Sighs shall prove What Ioys you render me O Kiss then and surfeit one Love Faith i 'se not angry be .

Printed for P. Brooksby at the Golden Ball near the Bear Tavern in Pyecorner .