%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> THE/ Deceiver decieved:/ Or, The Virgins Revenge./ Those that in Loves wide Grove delight to range,/ And please themselves with pretty charming change,/ Delight to triumph o're the softest spoiles/ Of yielding Beauty, seldome scape the toiles,/ For Love to take them has a thousand wiles. 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 08/28/2007 21084

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3.83 R227086 1 Ah cruel bloody fate! Ah Cruel Bloody Fate Ah Cruel Bloody Fate AH cruel Maid give ore/ to punish him with scorn Pepys 3.83 Wing D515 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: 83 THE/ Deceiver decieved:/ Or, The Virgins Revenge./ Those that in Loves wide Grove delight to range,/ And please themselves with pretty charming change,/ Delight to triumph o're the softest spoiles/ Of yielding Beauty, seldome scape the toiles,/ For Love to take them has a thousand wiles. 1/2 sheet oblong folio, ?200 x 283 cropped bottom edge, creased, uneven inking horizontal rule 1684-1686 Printed for J. Clark, VV./ Thackery 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 8/28/2007 Santa Barbara, California, United States of America Love Pleasant 08/28/2007 Checker Patrick Ludolph fixed formatting 08/07/2007 Checker Patrick Ludolph Transcription Checked and X-Ballad 08/10/2006 Transcriber Summer Star Original Transcription 08/21/2004 Bibliographer Simone Chess Bibliographic SQL Database Record Created
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Man . A H cruel Maid give ore to punish him with scorn Who has for you in store a flame as bright as morn. Come dear be kind the Powr's of Love their Virtues misemploy'd To make with such care, a Creature so fair if not to be enjoy'd. Maid . Tell me no more; in vain will all your Courtship prove I smile to hear you feign a false pretended love: What Grave is free from broken vows to yielding Virgins made whom you let languish in their anguish when to Love betray'd.
Man . It's true some gentle hours I trifl'd in their arms Yet no sweet face but yours cou'd make me own its Charms The feeble Beauties they displaid each moment seem'd to wast But your's my delight, is so dazling bright it must for ever last, Maid. So flatter'd your smooth Tongue so were your looks addrest Such smiles about you hung such liking you exprest; To those senceless hearts you gaind those now that mourn their fate In being undone, by trusting too soon though sighs are breath'd too late.
Man . That's their own fault, in hast to entertain a flame, Which in their cheeks cou'd blast Th' Lillies and Rose's stain: Disarm them of those killing beams which in your eyes appear Those eyes which are bright, those eyes by whose light my course, love bids me steer. Maid . In vain you try my heart no Conquest there you'l gain, Too feeble is your art to make me suffer pain, You seek a triumph there in vain no Trophy you shall boast But in what so fain you wou'd now obtain you shall be ever crost. Man . Such cruelty can't live within so fair a breast A milder sentence give to me with love opprest, O to a flame that burns like mine some speedy Cordial ply Or he that till now, Love never made vow for love of you must dye.
Maid . No more of love to me though you in earnest were As deaf as Seas I'de be, for love i'de give despair Revenge the wrongs the softer sex sustain by your false wiles Revenge false man, the Nymph that's undone by your deluding smiles. Man . Just is your doom bright maid just the disdain you show With scorn for scorn i'm paid the pow'rs thus let me know. What 'tis to sigh and pine for love since I unmoved cou'd see Beauties with tears & their tender fears kind Virgins sigh for me.
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