%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> The Pensive Maid: / OR, / The Virgins Lamentation for the loss of her Lover. / For seven years space she patiently did bear, / The absence of her Love, as you shall hear, / At length sad tydings came that he was slain, / And that they never more should meet again. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center Director Patricia Fumerton 1664-1696 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 08/06/2007 21003

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3.10 R234412 1 Through the cool shady Woods. Or, Deep in Love, &c. Cupid's Courtesy Through the cool shady Woods. Or, Deep in Love, etc. WHen Soll will cast no light/ all darkned over, imprint unclear: Printed for P. Brooksby at the Golde[n]-Ball in Pye corne[r].; author reference from Rollins Pepys 3.10 Wing P1434; Rollins (2) ?2388 (December 14, 1620, IV, 44, Henry Gosson). 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. 3: 10 The Pensive Maid: / OR, / The Virgins Lamentation for the loss of her Lover. / For seven years space she patiently did bear, / The absence of her Love, as you shall hear, / At length sad tydings came that he was slain, / And that they never more should meet again. The Pensive Maid: OR, The Virgins Lamentation for the loss of her Lover. For seven years space she patiently did bear, The absence of her Love, as you shall hear, At length sad tydings came that he was slain, And that they never more should meet again. The Pensive Maid: Or, The Virgin's Lamentation for the Loss of Her Lover. For Seven Years' Space She Patiently Did Bear, The Absence of Her Love, As You Shall Hear, At Length Sad Tidings Came That He Was Slain, And That They Never More Should Meet Again. 1/2 sheet oblong folio, 196 x 270 cropped bottom edge, uneven inking vertical rules and cast fleurons 1664-1696 Printed for P. Brooksby at the Golden-Ball in Pye corner. P. Brooksby BBTI

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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 8/6/2007 Santa Barbara, California, United States of America Love Pleasant death love maritime 08/06/2007 Checker Laura Miller Checked transcription, metadata created, xballaded. Note: Stephanie is unknown -- maybe a student getting extra credit? 08/16/2006 Checker Simone Chess Checked transcription 07/12/2006 Transcriber Stephanie Original Transcription 2004 Bibliographer Simone Chess Bibliographic SQL Database Record Created
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When Soll will cast no light all darkned over, And dolesome time of night the Skies did cover: Down by a Rivers side where Ships are sailing, There a fair Maid I spied, weeping and wailing. I stept unto her straight, dearest what grieves thee? She answered me and said, none can relieve me: 'Tis seven long years and more since my Love parted, And left me on this shore, quite broken hearted.
He promised to return if life was lent him, Which makes me sigh & mourn, death doth prevent him: O that I could but hear some tidings from him, How it my heart would cheer, for all my longing. A youngman straight she spied, like one amazed, Which did a token bring whereon she gazed, Where is my Love? quoth she, that comes not near me, The Youngman he reply'd, please for to hear me
YOur Love and I did fight under one Banner, Maintaining Englands right, purchasing Honour: He was a Seaman bold, of courage valiant, Scorning to be controul'd, by e're a Gallant. But in a dreadful fight where Guns did rattle, And many a Gallant Wight, fell in the Battle: His fatal destiny near was approaching, And summon'd him away, by Deaths Incroaching. When he his deaths wound had and brains were broken, To me these words he said, deliver this token, To her that hath my heart, and is more dearer, Wishing her for my sake to love the Bearer. And having spoke these words, he then declined And in a stream of blood his life resigned, Leaving me full of care, sad news tobear it, His death for to declare as you now hear it.
When she the tiding heard, with this sad potion, She like a stock appear'd without all motion, At length her spirits came by grief inflamed. And then with floods of tears thus she exclaimed. O ye great Powers above, which life doth lend us And thou the God of Love that did befriend us, Why have ye snatcht away my dearest sweeting, And by your cruelty spoiled our meeting? Since that my Love is dead, whom I did tender No comfort I will take but life surrender: In some unwonted paths, there will I wander And prove more constant then ere was Leander. And so vain world farewel and all thy pleasure, Since he is gone that was my chiefest Treasure, In the Elizium shades there will I hide me Until I find my Love what e're betide me.
Printed for P. Brooksby at the Golden-Ball in Pye corner.