%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> LOVES EMPIRE, / OR, / The Happy State of true Lovers. / Being a most pleasant and Delightful New Play SONG. / When Earth was made in the first age of Men, / Love, that's now Art, mov'd all by nature then; / Simplicity in love was then their pride, / No cunning Artifice they had to hide / A generous passion, which did freely flow / But now 'tis Gold that governs all below: / More is the pitty, yet we here may find, / Vertue out-do it, and to Lovers kind. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center Director Patricia Fumerton 1684-1686 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 05/31/2008 21045

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3.48 R188501 1 a new Play-house Tune; Or, All hail to the pleasures of Love a new Play-house Tune; Or, All hail to the pleasures of Love ALL hail to the pleasures of Love, / to joys that Lovers do find; Pepys 3.48 Wing L3264[B] 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: 48 LOVES EMPIRE, / OR, / The Happy State of true Lovers. / Being a most pleasant and Delightful New Play SONG. / When Earth was made in the first age of Men, / Love, that's now Art, mov'd all by nature then; / Simplicity in love was then their pride, / No cunning Artifice they had to hide / A generous passion, which did freely flow / But now 'tis Gold that governs all below: / More is the pitty, yet we here may find, / Vertue out-do it, and to Lovers kind. LOVES EMPIRE, OR, The Happy State of true Lovers. Being a most pleasant and Delightful New Play SONG. When Earth was made in the first age of Men, Love, that's now Art, mov'd all by nature then; Simplicity in love was then their pride, No cunning Artifice they had to hide A generous passion, which did freely flow But now 'tis Gold that governs all below: More is the pitty, yet we here may find, Vertue out-do it, and to Lovers kind. Love's Empire, or, the Happy State of True Lovers. Being a Most Pleasant and Delightful New Play Song. When Earth Was Made in the First Age of Men, Love, That's Now Art, Moved All by Nature Then; Simplicity in Love Was Then Their Pride, No Cunning Artifice They Had to Hide a Generous Passion, Which Did Freely Flow but Now It's Gold That Governs All Below: More Is the Pity, Yet We Here May Find, Virtue Outdoes It, and to Lovers Kind. 1/2 sheet oblong folio, 190 x 315 cropped left edge, damaged surface, uneven inking 1684-1686 Printed for J. Clarke, W. Thackeray, and / T. Passinger. J. Clarke, W. Thackeray, T. Passinger Blagden

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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 5/31/2008 Santa Barbara, California, United States of America Love Pleasant 05/31/2008 Checker Kris McAbee transcription corrected 09/04/2007 Checker Patrick Ludolph transcription and metadata checked, xml created 07/28/2006 Transcriber Summer Star Original Transcription 08/19/2004 Bibliographer Simone Chess Bibliographic SQL Database Record Created
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ALL hail to the pleasures of Love, to joys that Lovers do find; And hail to the Powers above, that still to our Laws have been kind: Oh! Beauty's an Empire, where we have more than ambition can lend us, In all the delights we live free, that Cupid or Venus can send us.
No Faction disturbs our sweet peace, nor the blustring storms of the State, But stor'd with such blessed encrease, as each moment for us do create: On Beds of sweet Roses we lye, while each charm'd with 1000 delights, When blushing, the Nymph she does cry, Love, love now to pleasure invites.
WHen Nations are ruin'd by War, and the sword does dreadfully rage We dare bid defiance to fear, for no fear can our passion asswage: Love conquers the Tyrant when he does breath nothing but slaughter & death Through Armour swift beauty does flee, & soon cools the stout warriors fierce breath It makes him to yield what he won, I, & throws down his Laurels so fair, As if he had nwly begun, while loves Empire of beauty does share A Court Love does hold in each Bower, where the Monarchs does cite to attend Who lay aside Glory and Power, and to charms of fair beauty do bend. The State-Polititions likewise, who the wheel of the Kingdom can turn, Here often do feel a surprize, when in feavors of Love they do burn: There's none that is free from this pain, 'tis so pleasant each strive to envy, And do with they may in it remain, although it had power to destroy. In the Groves, pleasant Meads, & springs when the evening Dew it does fall, And the Lark her last leave she sings, to walk abroad Cupid does call: Then from our sweet repose we stray, for to view our Flocks & Herds so fair,
While blushing like to the pride of May, my shepherdess looks beyond compare. Oh innocent Love is a treasure, & the greatest the powers they can give But O for to think of the Pleasure, and the joys that in love we receive: Whilst panting on fair breasts we lye, embracing a beauty so bright, Who with a beam shot from her E[ye] can chase away shades of Night[.] Those Coral Lips so fair to press, with softest touches, the which inclo[se] Orient Pearl, O such happiness from the fountain of love ever flows That none but who try d them can tell, it is the true spark of joys above, Where joy'd love in bright Angels dwell and with it happy for ever prove. Then let each true love his treasure for Gold is dross when with it compar'd There's nought on earth with it can measure no, not the Spices Arabia shar'd: when blooming they their sweets send forth nor all that the Dream in't contains, there's nought but true love that is worth in it all the good on Earth remains.
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Printed for J. Clarke, W. Thackeray, and T. Passinger.