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V.a.125
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Source Title:
A book of verses collected by me, R. Dungarvan [manuscript].
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A book of verses collected by me, R. Dungarvan [manuscript].
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Part I. When reading Part I, Part II is inverted and reversed.
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Part I. When reading Part I, Part II is inverted and reversed.
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Source Creator:
Burlington, Richard Boyle, Earl of, 1612-1698, compiler.
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Burlington, Richard Boyle, Earl of, 1612-1698, compiler.
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Source Created or Published:
ca. 1630
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ca. 1630
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folio 36 verso || folio 37 recto
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folio 36 verso || folio 37 recto
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Transcription:
" Handle mee, dandle mee I'le not bee Sullen
" Take vp my linnen cloathes after my wollen.
While shee denide mee I would faine haue done
But when shee granted faith then I'de haue none.
But went to Whit = church , & if I not err
Nothing's there famous but a Scoolemaster.
Who with oft' lashing & pedantiq ue looks
Frights his amased Scollers to their books
Brother to broad = beard Gill I thinke for hee
Looks full as grim & terrible to mee
As this doth now to these, may Gill & hee
Sterne father = lasher to each other bee.
Now towards famous Chester where bi'th way
Broxon [th] steepe hils vrge vs to make a Stay
From whence wee See a valley rich in Store
Of corne & pleasant Medowes cheque'rd o're.
With Such Sweete Smelling flowers as if here
There Goddesse meant in glory to appeare.
Here a pure gliding Streame, there a thick groue
The welcom'st friends to those th a t burne w i th loue.
And now I thinke of Loue I will relate
A story to you of th e cruell fate
Of two th a t were Soe Smitten th a t I feare
If they not marry there will bee fowle g e ere
page break
37.
Your patience (fairest Ladie) & Ile tell
The dismall chaunces th a t their loues befell.
In London towne where many louers bee
These louers first did [first] ^ each th e other see.
Hee was aprentize of noe small respect
Yet for her loue his trade hee did neclect.
And shee was daughter to an Irishman
Whoe for this louer will doe what shee can
Thinking it best vnto her tender mother
The truth of all their loue for discouer.
Who doth direct they should together flee
To Chester , soe to passe th e Irish sea.
But marke well now th'ill fortune th a t attends
This louing couple, & their louing ends.
They being here hourely expect a wind
To be (as they were to each other) kind;
But blust'ring Æolus not fit for loue
To their desires still doth contrary prooue.
And makes them waite, till one from London sent
Comes here their wish't - for passadge to preuent
And being armed with a Constable
That thought himselfe to bee a man - full able
Enters th e house & gius to search whils't wee
Knowing their ends denie their company
But I desirous for to free these two
From M r Constable & Ho [l] bbard crue
" Take vp my linnen cloathes after my wollen.
While shee denide mee I would faine haue done
But when shee granted faith then I'de haue none.
But went to Whit = church , & if I not err
Nothing's there famous but a Scoolemaster.
Who with oft' lashing & pedantiq ue looks
Frights his amased Scollers to their books
Brother to broad = beard Gill I thinke for hee
Looks full as grim & terrible to mee
As this doth now to these, may Gill & hee
Sterne father = lasher to each other bee.
Now towards famous Chester where bi'th way
Broxon [th] steepe hils vrge vs to make a Stay
From whence wee See a valley rich in Store
Of corne & pleasant Medowes cheque'rd o're.
With Such Sweete Smelling flowers as if here
There Goddesse meant in glory to appeare.
Here a pure gliding Streame, there a thick groue
The welcom'st friends to those th a t burne w i th loue.
And now I thinke of Loue I will relate
A story to you of th e cruell fate
Of two th a t were Soe Smitten th a t I feare
If they not marry there will bee fowle g e ere
page break
37.
Your patience (fairest Ladie) & Ile tell
The dismall chaunces th a t their loues befell.
In London towne where many louers bee
These louers first did [first] ^ each th e other see.
Hee was aprentize of noe small respect
Yet for her loue his trade hee did neclect.
And shee was daughter to an Irishman
Whoe for this louer will doe what shee can
Thinking it best vnto her tender mother
The truth of all their loue for discouer.
Who doth direct they should together flee
To Chester , soe to passe th e Irish sea.
But marke well now th'ill fortune th a t attends
This louing couple, & their louing ends.
They being here hourely expect a wind
To be (as they were to each other) kind;
But blust'ring Æolus not fit for loue
To their desires still doth contrary prooue.
And makes them waite, till one from London sent
Comes here their wish't - for passadge to preuent
And being armed with a Constable
That thought himselfe to bee a man - full able
Enters th e house & gius to search whils't wee
Knowing their ends denie their company
But I desirous for to free these two
From M r Constable & Ho [l] bbard crue
transcribed_information
" Handle mee, dandle mee I'le not bee Sullen
" Take vp my linnen cloathes after my wollen.
While shee denide mee I would faine haue done
But when shee granted faith then I'de haue none.
But went to Whit = church , & if I not err
Nothing's there famous but a Scoolemaster.
Who with oft' lashing & pedantiq ue looks
Frights his amased Scollers to their books
Brother to broad = beard Gill I thinke for hee
Looks full as grim & terrible to mee
As this doth now to these, may Gill & hee
Sterne father = lasher to each other bee.
Now towards famous Chester where bi'th way
Broxon [th] steepe hils vrge vs to make a Stay
From whence wee See a valley rich in Store
Of corne & pleasant Medowes cheque'rd o're.
With Such Sweete Smelling flowers as if here
There Goddesse meant in glory to appeare.
Here a pure gliding Streame, there a thick groue
The welcom'st friends to those th a t burne w i th loue.
And now I thinke of Loue I will relate
A story to you of th e cruell fate
Of two th a t were Soe Smitten th a t I feare
If they not marry there will bee fowle g e ere
page break
37.
Your patience (fairest Ladie) & Ile tell
The dismall chaunces th a t their loues befell.
In London towne where many louers bee
These louers first did [first] ^ each th e other see.
Hee was aprentize of noe small respect
Yet for her loue his trade hee did neclect.
And shee was daughter to an Irishman
Whoe for this louer will doe what shee can
Thinking it best vnto her tender mother
The truth of all their loue for discouer.
Who doth direct they should together flee
To Chester , soe to passe th e Irish sea.
But marke well now th'ill fortune th a t attends
This louing couple, & their louing ends.
They being here hourely expect a wind
To be (as they were to each other) kind;
But blust'ring Æolus not fit for loue
To their desires still doth contrary prooue.
And makes them waite, till one from London sent
Comes here their wish't - for passadge to preuent
And being armed with a Constable
That thought himselfe to bee a man - full able
Enters th e house & gius to search whils't wee
Knowing their ends denie their company
But I desirous for to free these two
From M r Constable & Ho [l] bbard crue
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Credit:
Transcriptions made by Shakespeare's World volunteers (shakespearesworld.org), participants in EMROC classes and transcribathons (emroc.hypotheses.org), participants in Folger paleography classes and transcribathons, and Folger docents.