The zealous lover. He strives for to illustrate her perfection who now hath brought him under loves subjection, no task so hard he will undergoe if that she will but love unto him show what ever can be had, shall be her own if she will yield to fancy him alone. To the tune of, Underneath the green wood tree, &c. This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription B06800 of text R228739 in the English Short Title Catalog (Wing Z11). 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 B06800 Wing Z11 Interim Tract Supplement Guide C.20.f.8[557] 99887974 ocm99887974 183641 2240880386

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Early English books online. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 1, no. B06800) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 183641) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books; Tract supplement ; A5:2[432]) The zealous lover. He strives for to illustrate her perfection who now hath brought him under loves subjection, no task so hard he will undergoe if that she will but love unto him show what ever can be had, shall be her own if she will yield to fancy him alone. To the tune of, Underneath the green wood tree, &c. 1 sheet ([1] p.) : ill. (woodcuts). Printed for R.H. & J. Williamson in Cannon street and at the Bible on London Bridge., [London] : [not before 1670] Place and date of publication suggested by Wing. Verse: "Come pretty love let me prepare ..." Trimmed. Reproduction of original in the British Library. eng Ballads, English -- 17th century. eebo The zealous lover. He strives for to illustrate her perfection who now hath brought him under loves subjection, no task so hard he will undergoe if th anon 1670 1 694 4 0 0 0 0 0 57.64 D The rate of 57.64 defects per 10,000 words puts this text in the D category of texts with between 35 and 100 defects per 10,000 words. 2008-05 Assigned for keying and markup 2008-08 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2008-10 Sampled and proofread 2008-10 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2009-02 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion
The Zealous Lover . He strives for to illustrate her Perfection who now hath brought him under Loves subjection , No task so hard he will undergoe if that she will but Love unto him show What ever can be had , shall be her own if she will yield to fancy him alone . To the Tune of , Underneath the Green wood Tree , &c.

COme prethy Love let me prepare , my zealous affection to declare , And set forth thy admired parts , which captivates so many hearts , T●ou art the Phenix of our days , and shall for beauty bear the praise . Then prethee fairest fancy me , and let me not languish in misery . Thy pretty rolling sparkling eyes of my poor heart hath made a prize , Thy Che●ry Chéeks & dimpled Chin affection from all hearts do win : Thy hair like Amber doth appear or t●r●ads of Gold which shine so clear , Th●n prethee dearest , &c. Each smile that doth proceed from thee , debars me of my liberty , Since every word that thou canst say might lead a thousand hearts astray . Thy beauty in each part doth shine where all the Graces do combine , Then prethy fairest , &c. When first I did thy face admire , my sences all were set on fire : My heart with Love was sore inflam'd , when as I heard thee once but nam'd ; No happiness on Earth could be like to enjoy a kiss from thée , Then prethee , &c.

I 'le Crown thy joyes with hearts content , if thou to love me wilt consent And all delights that ere can be , shall dayly wait and tend on thée . Thou shalt have pleasures at command ; and servants ready at thy hand : Then prethee fairest fancy me and let me not languish in misery . No Lady that in Court doth dwell , in rich attire shall thée excel For Silks & Satins fine and brave and costly jewels thou shalt have ; All sorts of Musick thou shalt hear sweet pleasures harmony to the ear Then prethy fairest fancy &c. All in a pleasant shady Grove , we 'l walk to recreate my Love , And sit down by a Chrystal Spring whilst pretty birds do chirp and sing , With hand in hand we 'l passe the time in Summer when flowers are in the prime , Then prethee , &c. I 'l range throughout the world so wide for Pearls of price to please my Bride And what new fashions may be had . i le bring thee home to make thee glad , Thou shalt be like the Indian Queen so rich and costly to be seen . Then , Why should thy Maiden-head do thee wrong by keeping of the same too long Since that by marriage thou wilt be compleat and live most happily . Who dies a maid ( t is spoke right well ) must ever expect to lead Apes in Hell , Then , &c. If little Cupid bend his Bow , t will be in vain to resist you know The god of Love will angry be if you despise his Deity : It were far better for to yield and sport your time in Venus field . Then &c. There is no joyes in single life compared to a married wife , Where Pleasures all compleated are beyond your expectation far : What heart can wish may there be had to make a loving couple glad . Then prethee , &c. Therefore my dear be not afraid to change the title of a maid But let me hear your answer kind to satisfie your longing mind With open arms i l'e thée embrace , when we encounter face to face Then prethee fairest fancy me and let me not languish in misery .

Printed for R. H , & J Williamson in Cannon street and at the Bible on London Bridge .