An admirable new northern story of two constant lovers as I understand, were born near Appleby in Westmoreland; the lads name Anthony, Constance the lass, to sea they went both and great dangers did pass; how they suffer'd shipwrack on the coast of Spain for two years divided, and then met again, by wonderfull fortune and care [sic] accident, and now both live at home with joy and content. The tune is I would thou wer't to Shrewbury.
Printed for William Thacker[ay,] at the Angel in Duck-Lane, and A.M.,
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