The loyal soldier of Flanders: or, The faithless lass of London. To the tune of How can I be merry and glad? Licensed according to order. This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription B04256 of text R228387 in the English Short Title Catalog (Wing L3369). 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 B04256 Wing L3369 Interim Tract Supplement Guide C.20.f.8[323] 99887800 ocm99887800 183465 2240899829

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Early English books online. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 1, no. B04256) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 183465) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books; Tract supplement ; A5:2[256]) The loyal soldier of Flanders: or, The faithless lass of London. To the tune of How can I be merry and glad? Licensed according to order. 1 sheet ([1] p.) : ill. (woodcuts). Printed for P. Brooksby, J. Deacon, J. Blare. J. Back., [London] : [between 1688-1692] Place and date of publication suggested by Wing. Verse: "Young Thomas he was a proper lad ..." Reproduction of original in the British Library. eng Ballads, English -- 17th century. eebo The loyal soldier of Flanders: or, The faithless lass of London. To the tune of How can I be merry and glad? Licensed according to order. anon 1692 1 493 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. 2008-04 Assigned for keying and markup 2008-05 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2008-06 Sampled and proofread 2008-06 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2008-09 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion
THE Loyal Soldier of Flanders : OR , The Faithless Lass of London . To the Tune of How can I be marry and glad ?

Licensed according to Order .

YOung Thomas he was a proper Lad , and lov'd Elizabeth as his Life , Four Years and a half to serve he had , e'er he could make her Lawful Wife . When this his Master happen'd to know , he labour'd the Bonds of Love to break ; Then Thomas a Soldier he straight did go , to venture his Life for his Love's sake .

Remember your solemn-Vows , she said , by Letters my Mind to thee I 'll tell , Let no other Love thy Heart invade , so long as I am alive and well . Said she , by all the Powers above , my Heart I 'll give to no one but thee , If e'er I prove false unto my Love , then let me a sad Example be . I 'll patiently wait for thy Return , and pray that the Heavens may be my Guide , The Watery Waves in Flames shall burn , before I will break my Vow , she cry'd . He entered on Board and left his Dear , the Winds did rise , and he Seas did roar , Death did in sundry shapes appear , until he arriv'd at the Holland shore . Then like a most true entire Friend , after he had cross'd the Dream Main , To her he did loving Letters send , and she did return him the like again . Yet they in private often did meet , their seeming hard Fortune to bemoan ; And with many Vows and Kisses sweet they solemnly joyn'd their Hearts in one . At length he taking her by the Hand , said he , I must cross the Ocean main , To venture my Life in a Forreign Land , yet Loyal to thee I will still remain . But oh ! most unfaithful Wretch at last , in little more than a Twelve-months space , For all those Solemn Vows that were past , another Lover she did embrace . Now when he return'd and found it so , he then was tormented in his mind , He sighing said , Now full well I know , no creature so false as Woman-kind . He still from his Heart sad Sighs did fetch , and often in Passion thus said he , Thou false and for sworn Perjur'd Wretch , 't is thou that alone hast ruin'd me . What solemn Vows to me didst thou make , when first I went from the English , Share ? But seeing thou art false , now for thy sake , I 'll never believe a Woman more ,

Printed for P. Brooksby , I. Deacon , J. Blare J. Back .