Oppertunity [sic] lost, or The Scotch lover defeated. Here Willy follows Peggy still but ner'e attains to have his will his slowness caus'd the hasty maid to call a miller to her ayd: who nimbler then her lover seaz'd and straight her hasty passion eas'd. To a pleasant Northern tune. With allowance. This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription B04637 of text R227324 in the English Short Title Catalog (Wing O359). 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 B04637 Wing O359 Interim Tract Supplement Guide EBB65H[49] 99887254 ocm99887254 181966 2248539998

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Early English books online. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 1, no. B04637) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 181966) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books; Tract supplement ; A2:4[49]) Oppertunity [sic] lost, or The Scotch lover defeated. Here Willy follows Peggy still but ner'e attains to have his will his slowness caus'd the hasty maid to call a miller to her ayd: who nimbler then her lover seaz'd and straight her hasty passion eas'd. To a pleasant Northern tune. With allowance. 1 sheet ([1] p.) : ill. (woodcuts). Printed for P[hilip]. Brooksby in West-Smithfield, [London] : [between 1670-1696] Verse: "There was a lass in our town ..." Date, place of publication and publisher's name from Wing. Reproduction of original in the Harvard University, Houghton Library. eng Ballads, English -- 17th century. eebo Oppertunity [sic] lost, or The Scotch lover defeated. Here Willy followes Peggy still but ner'e attains to have his will his slowness caus'd the hasty anon 1696 1 349 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 2008-06 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2008-07 Sampled and proofread 2008-07 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2008-09 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion
Oppertunity Lost , Or The Scotch Lover Defeated . Here willy follows Peggy still But ner'e attains to have his will His slowness caus'd the hasty Maid To call a Miller to her ayd : Who nimbler then her Lover seaz'd And straight her hasty passion eas'd . To a pleasant Northern tune .

With Allowance .

There was Lass our Town Slea Willy Stenson He lov'd a Lass was bonny and brown T was pretty Peggy Benson . Each morn as he gang'd to the field Slea Willy Stenson He wa'd some proof of kindness yeild To plretty Peggy Benson . Her Beauty sea his heart had fier'd Slea Willy Stenson He coud not tell what he desir'd Of pretty Peggy Benson . He followed her through Kirk and Kie Slea Willy Stenson , But gard not yet declare his weell To pretty Peggy Benson . But once upon a Summer day Slea Willy Stenson , He gang'd abroad a making hay with pretty Peggy Benson . He blith and bonny was that day Slea Willy Stenson , Cause he might wanton in the hay with pretty Peggy Benson . Quo he , dict Lass i 'de ligg thée down Slea Willy Stenson , An 't won't for moyling thy green gown , my pretty Peggy Benson . The Lass reply'd it cost thee naught Slea Willy Stenson , Then ligg me down and spare me not Quo pretty Peggy Benson . Gad quo the Lad , i se tell thee what Slea Willy Stenson , I se ene gang heam , and fetch my Cleak for pretty Peggy Benson . He went heam , and came agen Slea Willy Stenson , But he found a Miller on her wem Oh filthy Peggy Benson . He wisht his Cleak had been i th fire Slea Willy Stenson , Sen he had lost his hearts desire And pretty Peggy Benson . She bade him come another day Slea Willy Stenson , She left him sad tript away O naughty Peggy Benson .

Printed for P. Brooksby in West-smithfield .