Detail View: LUNA: Folger Manuscript Transcriptions Collection: A book of verses collected by me, R. Dungarvan [manuscript].

Digital Image File Name: 
142189
Source Call Number: 
V.a.125
Source Title: 
A book of verses collected by me, R. Dungarvan [manuscript].
Image Details: 
Part I. When reading Part I, Part II is inverted and reversed.
Source Creator: 
Burlington, Richard Boyle, Earl of, 1612-1698, compiler.
Source Created or Published: 
ca. 1630
Physical Description: 
folio 36 verso || folio 37 recto
Digital Image Type: 
FSL collection
Hamnet Catalog Link: 
http://hamnet.folger.edu/cgi-bin/Pwebrecon.cgi?BBID=229445
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 ├ćolus 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
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.