1269Daughter. Let all the Dukes, and all the divells rore,

1270He is at liberty: I have venturd for him,

1271And out I have brought him to a little wood

1272A mile hence, I have sent him, where a Cedar

1273Higher than all the rest, spreads like a plane

1274Fast by a Brooke, and there he shall keepe close,

1275Till I provide him Fyles, and foode, for yet

1276His yron bracelets are not off. O Love

1277What a stout hearted child thou art! My Father

1278Durst better have indur'd cold yron, than done it:

1279I love him, beyond love, and beyond reason,

1280Or wit, or safetie: I have made him know it

1281I care not, I am desperate, If the law

1282Finde me, and then condemne me for't; some wenches,

1283Some honest harted Maides, will sing my Dirge.

1284And tell to memory, my death was noble,

1285Dying almost a Martyr: That way he takes,

1286I purpose is my way too: Sure he cannot

1287Be so unmanly, as to leave me here,

1288If he doe, Maides will not so easily

1289Trust men againe: And yet he has not thank'd me

1290For what I have done: no not so much as kist me,

1291And that (me thinkes) is not so well; nor scarcely

1292Could I perswade him to become a Freeman,

1293He made such scruples of the wrong he did

1294To me, and to my Father. Yet I hope

1295When he considers more, this love of mine

1296Will take more root within him: Let him doe

1297What he will with me, so he use me kindly,

1298For use me so he shall, or ile proclaime him

1299And to his face, no-man: Ile presently

1300Provide him necessaries, and packe my cloathes up.

1301And where there is a path of ground Ile venture

1302So hee be with me; By him, like a shadow

1303Ile ever dwell; within this houre the whoobub

1304Will be all ore the prison: I am then

1305Kissing the man they looke for: farewell Father,

1306Get many more such prisoners, and such daughters,

1307And shortly you may keepe your selfe. Now to him.