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3.124 R217282 1 Bonny Nell Bonny Nell Bonny Nell AS I went forth one Summers day,/ To view the Meddows fresh and gay, alas there's none e're lov'd like me. [with variations] WHen I had seen this Virgins end,/ I sorrowed as became a friend, none Pepys 3.124 Wing D1668; Rollins (2) 104 (December 14, 1624, IV, 131). 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: 124 The diseased maiden Lover: The diseased maiden Lover. The Diseased Maiden Lover. The Faithless Lover. The Faithless Lover. The Faithless Lover. 1/2 sheet oblong folio, 200 x 305 cast fleurons 1663-1674 Printed for F. Coles, T. Vere, and J. Wright. F. Coles, T. Vere, J. Wright 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 8/23/2007 Santa Barbara, California, United States of America Love Pleasant infidelity love trickery/deceit 08/23/2007 Checker Patrick Ludolph Transcription and Metadata checked, xml, estc id found 08/16/2006 Checker Simone Chess Transcription Checked 07/18/2006 Transcriber Unknown Original Transcription 08/24/2004 Bibliographer Simone Chess Bibliographic SQL Database Record Created
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AS I went forth one Summers day, To view the Meddows fresh and gay, A pleasant Bower I espy'd, Standing hard by a Rivers side: And in't I heard a Mayden cry, Alas, there's none e're lov'd like I. I couched close to hear her moan, With many a sad and grievous groan, And wisht that I had been the wight That might have bred her hearts delight: But these were all the words that she did still repeat, none loves like me. Then round the Meddowes did she walk, Catching the Flower by the stalk, Such as within the Meddows grew. As Dead-mans thumb, and Hare-bell blew. and as she pluckt them still cry'd she, alas there's none e're lov'd like me. A bed therein she made to lye: Of fine green things that grew fast by, Of Poplers, and Willow leaves, Of Sicamore and Flaggy sheaves: and as she pluckt them, etc. The little Lark-foot shee'd not pass, Nor yet the Flowers of three-leav'd grass, With Milk-Maids Hony-suckles phrayse The Crows-foot, nor the yellow Craise: and as she pluckt them, etc.
The pretty Dasie which doth shew Her love to Phoebus, bred her woe, Who joys to see his cheerfull fare, And mourns when he is not in place: alack, alack, alack, quoth she, there's none that ever Lov'd like me. The Flowers of the sweetest scent, She bound them round with knotted Bent, And as she laid them still in bands, She wept, she wail'd, and wrung her hands alas, alas, alas, etc. False man, quoth she, forgive thee heaven, As I doe wish my sins forgiven, In blest Elezium I shall sleep, When thou with perjur'd souls shalt weep. Who when they liv'd, did like to thee, That lov'd their loves as thou dost me. When she had fil'd her Apron full, Of such sweet Flowers as she could cull, The green leaves serv'd her for a bed, The Flowers pillows for her head: Then down she lay, ne'r more did speak, Alas, with Love her heart did break.
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WHen I had seen this Virgins end, I sorrowed as became a friend, And wept to see that such a Maid Should be by faithless love betray'd: But woe I fear will come to thee, That was not true in Love as she. The birds did cease their harmony, The harmless Lambs did seem to cry, The Flowers they did hang their head, The flower of Maidens being dead; Whose Life by death is now set free, and none did love more dear then she. The bubbling brooks did seem to moan, And ecchoes from the Vallies did groan, Diana's Nymphs did ring her knell, And to their Queen the same did tell: Who vowed by her chastitie, That none should take revenge but she. When as I saw her corps were cold, I to her Lover went and told, What chance unto this Maid befell, Who said I am glad she sped so well: Do you think that I so fond would be, To love no Maid but onely she. I was not made for one alone, I take delight to hear them moan; When one is gone, I will have more, That man is rich that hath most store. I bondage hate, I must live free, And not be ty'd to such as she.
Oh Sir remember then (quoth I) The power of Heavens All-seeing eye; Who doth remember vows forgot, Though you deny you know it not: Call to your mind this maiden free, The which was wrong'd by none but thee. Quoth he, I have a love more fair, Besides, she is her fathers heir, A bonny Lass doth please my mind, That unto me is wondrous kind: Her will I love, and none but she, Who still shall welcome be to me. False-minded man that so would prove, Disloyal to thy dearest love, Who at her death for thee did pray, And wisht thee many a happy day: I would my Love would but love me, Even half so well as she lov'd thee. Fair Maidens will example take, Young men will curs thee for her sake, They'l stop their ears unto our plaints, And call us Divels seeming Saints: They'l say to day that we are kind, Tomorrow of another mind.
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Printed for F. Coles, T. Vere, and J. Wright.