[The sea-mans leave taken of his] sweetest Margerie, and Margery her singing loath to depart, being very unwilling to leave her sweet-heart. To the tune of, Ile goe through the world with thee. This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription B06914 of text S118227 in the English Short Title CatalogTextual 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. 7 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 B06914 Interim Tract Supplement Guide BR f 821.04 B49[17] 99887542 ocm99887542 182275 2240896673

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 Early English books online. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 2, no. B06914) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 182275) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books; Tract supplement ; A3:3[19]) [The sea-mans leave taken of his] sweetest Margerie, and Margery her singing loath to depart, being very unwilling to leave her sweet-heart. To the tune of, Ile goe through the world with thee. 1 sheet ([1] p.) : ill (woodcuts). by J.H. for Francis Coles, Dwelling in the Old-Bailey, Imprinted at London : [between 1641-1681] Portion of title and date of publication suggested by Wing. Verse: "Sweet Margery I am prest to the sea ..." Imperfect: mutilated, affecting title. A variant of Wing S2188E? Cf. Wing (CD-ROM, 1996). Reproduction of original in the British Library. eng Ballads, English -- 17th century. eebo [The sea-mans leave taken of his] sweetest Margerie, and Margery her singing loath to depart, being very unwilling to leave her sweet-heart. To the tu anon 1681 2 918 1 0 0 0 0 0 10.89 C The rate of 10.89 defects per 10,000 words puts this text in the C category of texts with between 10 and 35 defects per 10,000 words. 2008-10 Assigned for keying and markup 2008-12 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2010-01 Sampled and proofread 2010-01 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2010-04 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion
〈…〉 sweetest Margerie , AND Margery her singing loath to depart , Being very unwilling to leave her sweet-heart . To the tune of , I le goe through the World with thee .

Man ? SWeet Margery I am prest to the Sea , with Gold and Silver in my hand : I come to take my leave of thee , and bid adieu to faire England . Maid . But wilt thou be gone my Hony sweet , and must I loose thy Company , Me thinkes for thee it is not meet , to leave thy dearest Margery . Man . Sweet Margery I must needs be gone , alas there is no remedy : But be I in company or alone , I le never forget my Margery . Maid . I would thou could'st thy Voyage excuse , for I am loath to part from thee . When thy swéet presence I do loose ; I shall be a sorrowfull Margerie . Man . I prethee be not grieved so , but take my absence patiently , For wheresoever I come or go , my heart remaines with Margery . Maid . A Bird in the hand 's worth 2 in the bush , and when thou once art gone from me : I doubt thou wilt not care a rush , what doth become of thy Margerie . Man . I prethée don't conjecture thus , nor question my true constancy , The Gordian Knot which tyeth us ; I le never breake from my Margery . Maid . Well , if I thought thou would'st prove true , and beare a faithfull heart to me : To Sorrowes I would bid adieu , as thou tak'st leave of thy Margery . Man . Do not mis-doubt my love at all , nor vex thy head with jealousie , What chance soever doth befall , i le never forsake my Margerie . Maid . Excuse if I judged wrong , it is my tender love to thée , Least when thou hast bin absent long , thou might forget thy Margerie , Man . That can I never for my life , for I am thine untill I dye : And if I ever do marry a wife , it shall be my sweet Margery . Maid , I prethée do that before we part , that joyfull day might I but sée , 'T would set all sorrowes from my heart , and none so blithe as Margerie .

Man . BE not so hasty rather stay , for at this time it cannot bee , I must aboard this present day , and leave my sweetest Margerie . Maid . Then take front me a parting-kisse , this poynt about thine arms I le tye . And when thou look'st upon thy wrist . then thinke upon thy Margery , Man . This poynt I will esteeme more deare , then all the jewells I shall see : Pluck up thy heart and be of good cheare , till I returne to my Margerie . Maid . When you do walke in the Spanish street , and many Gallants passe you by , Your Chamber decks and Musick sweet , then you 'le for get your Margerie . Man . I prethee harpe not on that string , these words doth touch my heart full nye . For I esteeme no worldly thing , so much as I do sweet Margery , Maid . Sweet-Love forgive that word unkind , 't was spoke thy patience but to try , For I am perswaded in my mind , thou lov'st no Lasse but Margerie . Man . I have seven Ships upon the Sea , and all are laden to the brim , I am so inflam'd with Love of thee , I care not whether they sinke or swim . Maid . Henceforth i le ne're mistrust thee more . nor question thy true Loyallty , Where ever thou art on Sea or Shore , thou 'lt thinke upon thy Margery . Man ▪ If any Knight or Gentleman , do passe tho Seas to my Country , I le write a Letter with mine owne hand , and send it safe to Margery . Maid . O , how I shall that Letter kisse . so soone as ever I it spie , It would present a world of blisse . unto thy loving Margery . Man . Margery i le a gallant prove , and for thy sake my valour try , Though all my kin seeke to remove , my thoughts from my sweet Margery . Maid . If I had wisht before I had kist , that love had bin so deare to win , My heart I would , have clos'd in gold , and pin'd it with a silver pin . Man . The time sweet Margery calls a way , I now must leave thy company : For time and tide for none will stay . once more farewell sweet Margery . maid . Once more I le kisse thy sugured lips , and take thy absents patiently : Heaven prosper thee and thy seven Ships . and send thee safe to Margery . Finis .

Printed at London by J. H. for Francis Coles , dwelling in the Old-Bailey .