The Valiant commander, with his resolute lady. Shewing, a brief discourse of a commander bold ... To a new northern tune, called, I would give ten thousand pounds she were in Shrewsbury. Or, Ned Smith. This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription B06431 of text R216157 in the English Short Title Catalog (Wing V36A). 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 B06431 Wing V36A ESTC R216157 47012695 ocm 47012695 174662 2264174466

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 Early English books online. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 2, no. B06431) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 174662) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English Books, 1641-1700 ; 21232:220-221 or 2694:2) The Valiant commander, with his resolute lady. Shewing, a brief discourse of a commander bold ... To a new northern tune, called, I would give ten thousand pounds she were in Shrewsbury. Or, Ned Smith. 1 sheet ([1] p.) : ill. s.n., [S.l. : ca. 1680] Contains 2 illustrations. Date of publication suggested by Wing V36. Reproduction of original in: British Library (reel 2123.2:220-221) and University of Glasgow Library (2694:2). eng Ballads, English -- 17th century. Chester (England) -- History -- Siege, 1646 -- Poetry. Broadsides -- England -- 17th century. eebo The valiant commander with his resolute lady, shewing. A breif discourse of a commander bold, who had a wife was worth her weight in gold, shee bravel [no entry] 1685 2 745 1 0 0 0 0 0 13.42 C The rate of 13.42 defects per 10,000 words puts this text in the C category of texts with between 10 and 35 defects per 10,000 words. 2008-02 Assigned for keying and markup 2008-03 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2008-04 Sampled and proofread 2008-10 Rekeyed and resubmitted 2010-01 Sampled and proofread 2010-05 Rekeyed and resubmitted 2010-06 Sampled and proofread 2010-06 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2011-06 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion
The valiant Commander , with his resolute LADY . Shewing , A brief discourse of a Commander bold , Who had a wife was worth her weight in gold , She bravely Fought to save her Husbands life , Let all men judge , was not this a valia●●●●fe .

To a new Northern tune , called , I would give ten thousand pounds she were in Shrewsbury . Or , Ned Smith .

a man and woman dressed formally, the woman holding a fan

GAllants come list a while a story I shall tell , Of a Commander bold , and what to him befell , He was besieged round , in Chester Citie fair . His Lady being with him , which fil'd his heart with care , This unto her he said dearest come thou to me , I would give ten thousand pound thou wert in Shrewsbury . O my own hearts delight , my joy and Turtle Dove , More dear then mine own life , heavens know I do thée love , Those beautious looks of thine , my sences set on fire , Yea though I love thee well , thy absence I desire . Dearest come thou to me , &c. Thy fair red coloured cheeks , and thy bright shining eye , Makes me alwayes inflam'd with thy sweet companie . Thy breath smells far more sweet , then doth sweet frankincense And yet for all those fames I wish thee farther hence . This makes me sing and say , &c. Look how my Vncle stands I dare not come him neer , Because I love the King and am a Cavalear , Yet for my Ladie and her son , my heart doth bleed for thee , I would give ten thousand pound they were in Shrewsbury . They were in Shrewsbury , some comfort for to find , Amongst the Cavaleers to ease a troubled mind . My heart bléeds in my brest , for my fair Ladies sake , And how to save her life , I know no course to take Mark how the drums do beat and warlike Trumpets sound , See how the Musqueteers have now begirt us round . They Souldies they cry out , kill , kill , no quarter give , What hopes then can I have ; that my true love should live .

two men and a woman travelling with goods on their backs in a wood with a dog

WHen he thus spoken had , his Ladie be forlook , And with a manly heart his sword in hand he took , Farewell my Lady dear , now will I bandie blows , And fight my self to death , amongst my desprate foes , Dearest farewell from me , dearest farewell from me , I would give ten thousand pound , thou wert in Shrewsbury . His Ladie séeing then , the danger they were in , She like a Souldier bold , noblie then did begin My trustie love quoth she since thou so valiant art What are becomes of me , stoutly I le take thy part . Dearest cast care away , let kisses comfort thee , Thou and I le nere depart , I le live and die with thee . Put me on mans attire , give me a souldiers Coat , I le make King Charls his foes , quickly to change their note . Cock your match prime pour pan , let piercing bullets flie , I doe not care a Pin whether I live or die . Dearest cast care away , let kisses comfort thee , Thou and I le ne'r depart , I le live and die with thee . She took a Musquet then , and a sword by her side , In disguise like a man , her valour so she tride . And with her True-love she march forth couragiouslie , And made away with spéed quite throught the Enemie . Dearest cast care away , let kisses comfort thee , Thou and I le ne'r depart , I le live and die with thee . Their Souldiers brave and bold , behav'd themselves so well , That all the Northern parts of their deserts can tell Thus have you heard the news of a most valiant wight , And of his Ladie brave , how stoutly they did fight , Dearest cast care away , let kisses comfort thee , Thou and I le ne'r depart , I le live and die with thee .