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2.154v R234344 1 [not specified] Northern Nancy MArs shall to Cupid now submit,/ for he hath gain'd the Glory, love me or you'l undo me. [stanzas 2-6] THe Uirgin when she heard the news,/ was very greatly troubled, thy death hath quite undone me. [stanzas 7-12] hinged broadsheet with recto: Pepys 2.154r: DISNY'S Last Farewell./ Being an Account of the Execution of VVilliam Disney Esqr, who was/ Drawn, hang'd, and Quartered, On Monday the 29th of this In=/ stant June, 1685. For Printing of Monmouth's Treasonable declaration.; title cropped: [The Ruined Lovers.]/ Being a Narrative of a Young Man that dyed for his cruel Mistris, in June/ last, who not long after his death, upon consideration of his entire affecti-/ on and her own coyness, could not be comforted, but lingred out her/ days in Melancholly, fell desperate sick, and so dyed.; date from recto content; first lines unclear in first part: MArs shall to Cupid now [sub]mit,/ for he hath gain'd the Glory,; title of second part cropped: [?] [To the same Tune.]; date from recto title and licence. Pepys 2.154v Wing R2215[a]C; Rollins (2) 2345 (Mch. 1, 1675, ii, 499) Pepys Library The Pepys ballads : facsimile volume Editor W.G. Day D.S. Brewer Cambridge [England] 1987 Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 2: 154 The Ruined Lovers./ Being a Narrative of a Young Man that dyed for his cruel Mistris, in June/ last, who not long after his death, upon consideration of his entire affecti-/ on and her own coyness, could not be comforted, but lingred out her/ days in Melancholly, fell desperate sick, and so dyed. The Ruined Lovers. Being a Narrative of a Young Man that dyed for his cruel Mistris, in June last, who not long after his death, upon consideration of his entire affecti- on and her own coyness, could not be comforted, but lingred out her days in Melancholly, fell desperate sick, and so dyed. The Ruined Lovers. Being a Narrative of a Young Man that Died for His Cruel Mistress, in June Last, Who Not Long After His Death, Upon Consideratoin of His Entire Affection and Her Own Coyness, Could Not Be Comforted, but Lingered Out Her Days in Melancholy, Fell Desperate Sick, and So Died. [?cropped] [?cropped] [?cropped] 1/2 sheet oblong folio, hinged, ?200 x 305 cropped top edge, uneven inking, recto shows through cast fleurons 1685 Printed for I. Clarke, W. Thackeray, and T. Passinger. J. Clarke, W. Thackeray, T. Passinger Weinstein: recto title and licence

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 Taxonomy used by Pepys to Organize Ballads in Albums A Small Promiscuous Supplement Devotion & Morality Drinking & Good Fellowship History - True & Fabulous Humour, Frollicks &c Love Pleasant Love Pleasant and Unfortunate Love Unfortunate Marriage Sea State & Times Tragedy Various Subjects Early Modern Center Ballad Project Keyword Taxonomy advice affliction/health alcohol animals/nature appearance Bible/biblical figures buildings/architecture catastrophe children class clothing/fashion country/nation crime death economics/trade entertainment family/procreation folklore gender historical figures & events holidays/seasons infidelity law London love maritime marriage military/war monstrosity mythology/Classical world news nobility/court politics/government punishment religious concepts religious figures religious types & sects royalty rural life servitude sex/sexuality supernatural/magic The New World travel trickery/deceit urban life vice violence virtue vulgarities/crass humor Library of Congress Subject Heading Taxonomy 9/11/2007 Santa Barbara, California, United States of America Tragedy affliction/health death love 9/11/07 Checker Rachel Mann Transcription checked, metadata updated, XML created 8/9/06 Checker Simone Chess Transcription checked 8/9/06 Transcriber Maggie Sloan Original transcription 8/20/2004 Bibliographer Maggie Sloan Bibliographic SQL Database Record Created
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MArs shall to Cupid now submit, for he hath gain'd the Glory, You that in Love were never yet, attend unto my Story: For it is new, 'tis strange and true, as ever age afforded, A Tale more sad you never had, in any Book Recorded. A Young-man lately lov'd a Maid, more then his life and fortune, And in her ears the same convey'd, for thus he did importune: Dear pitty me, the Lover cry'd, sweet let thy heart come to me, And often said unto the Maid, love me or you'l undo me. I never was ingag'd before, I must and will be true to thee, Love never made me cry and roar, until I saw thy Beauty: No creature could of flesh and blood, bring more delight unto me, Which makes me cry perpetually, love me or you'l undo me.
He made addresses to the Maid, and proffer'd to advance her, I cannot love thee, then she said, pray take it for an Answer: In many ways he sung her praise, love shot his Arrow through me, Why did not he, do so to thee, love me, etc. She made him such a strange reply, he durst no more come near her, Quoth he, I will go home and dye, since there is nothing dearer: They joys of all the Christian world, (saith he) are nothing to me, 'Tis Death only can set me free, love me, etc. He took his Bed, he rag'd and burn'd, sure this must grieve her ever. His scorching love was quickly turn'd into a burning Feaver: And then he dy'd, but first he cry'd, O will she not come to me? Then sheds a Tear, his last words were, love me or you'l undo me.
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THe Virgin when she heard the news, was very greatly troubled, And when the Coffin'd Corps she views, her woes are all redoubled: And hast thou dy'd for me, she cry'd, thou hast in love o're-run me, Too late I may thus sadly say, thy death hath quite undone me. Had I a thousand worlds, I would give them all to restore thee, For I am guilty of thy Blood, how dare I stand before thee? I am a Murdress, woe is me, let all true lovers shun me, And I must cry until I dye, thy death, etc. It is in vain for me to live, thy memory will haunt me, I only have a short reprieve, thy sorrows daily daunt me: Where-ever thy dead Corps do lye, since thou by death hast won me, I will be laid a wooful Maid, thy death, etc.
With that the tears fell from her eyes, she could not longer bear it, For Love and Death did Tyrannize, she had great cause to fear it: Pray have me home to Bed, she cry'd, my sorrows over-run me: I am rewarded for my Pride, thy death, etc. She took her Bed, and in her head a thousand frantick Dreams are, Sadly she lies, and in her eyes a hundred flowing streams are: What wretched Soul am I? cry'd she, O whither am I going? Poor soul (she cry'd) and so she dy'd, thy death, etc. Let all fair Maids that are in Love, by this poor soul take warning. Least that like her, you sadly prove, the purchase of her scorning: Let all by this, mend what's amiss before grief over-run ye, Least you be forc'd to dye and cry, thy death hath quite undone me.
Printed for J. Clarke, W. Thackeray, and T. Passinger.