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* 1.1Well, I have lost my first Course in Love, and now like an angry bloody Gray-hound, I will down with the first I meet, were she as innocent as a Dove, or as wise as a Serpent, down she goes.
But soft, here's Loves game, and Ile flye at her. Fair One, for so you are.
Truly Sir I am but a Blouse.
Think better of your self, and believe me.
My Father hath told me, I must not believe a Gentleman in such matters.
Why sweetest? I am a Lord.
A Lord; Lord blesse your Worship then, but my Father gave me warning of a Lord, he said they might nay, say and swear too, and do any thing, for they were Peers of the Realm, there was no medling with them he said, without a Rebellion, blesse me from a Lord, for it is a naughty thing, as they say, I know not.
Do you value me so little, when I can make you an Apocryphal Lady?
The Apocrypha forsooth is out of my Book, I have been bred purer than to meddle with the Apocrypha, the Gods blesse us from it, and from all such ill things.
Well, in short, will you love me?
I am so ashamed to love a Lord forsooth that I know not how to behave my self.
I will teach you.
If your Honour will take the pains to teach a poor ignorant Country Maid, I will do the best I can to learn forsooth; but will it not be too much pains for your Honour, do you think?
No no, it will be both for my Honour, and my pleasure, and for the pleasure of my Honour.
Blesse us, how the Lords doe. It backward and forward at their pleasure, the finest that ever was; but what would your Honour have of me?
By this kiss Ile tell you.
O fie, fie, good your Honour, do not scandalize your lips to kisse mine, and make me so proud as never to kisse our Shepherd again.
No fie.
I will and must kisse you.
Nay, good your Honour, good your Honour.
What are you the better now? But I see there is no denying a Lord, for∣sooth it is not civil, and they are so peremptory too, the Gods blesse them, and make them their Servants.
This kisse hath so inflamed me, therefore for Loves sake, meet me in the Evening, in the Broom close here.
I know the Close forsooth, I have been there before now.
Well, and when we meet I will discover more than yet I have done.
So you had need forsooth, for nothing is discovered yet, either on your side, or mine, but I will keep my promise.
There spoke my better Angel; so adiew.
An Angel, I will not break my word for two angels, and I hope there will be no dew neither, God shield you forsooth.
Written by my Lord Marquess of New-castle.