%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> A New SONG of a Fickle and Unconstant LOVER,/ Who gave her Sweetheart the occasion of writing these following Lines./ Dissembling Lovers ought to be abhor'd,/ As constant Lovers ought to be ador'd:/ A faithful Lover I will crown with fame,/ But faithless Lovers will be crown'd shame./ A Lover like to mine all mortals hate;/ But the true Lover shou'd not meet ill fate:/ To her whose love and whose affection's true,/ My Knees, as [at an Altar], still shall bow. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center Director Patricia Fumerton 1684-1700 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 08/15/2007 21171

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3.159 R188659 1 a new Play-House Tune A New Playhouse Tune OH! so ungrateful a Creature/ ne'r could I thought you to be; May Cupid revenge this affront/ and gall your dissembling heart: Advertisement: see imprint; see also Pepys 3.160; title unclear: 'A New SONG of a Fickle and Unconstant LOVER,/ Who gave her Sweetheart the occasion of writing these following Lines./ Dissembling Lovers ought to be abhor'd,/ As constant Lovers ought to be ador'd:/ A faithful Lover I will [c]rown with fame,/ But faithless Lovers [will be crowned] shame./ A Lover like to mine all mortals hate;/ But the true Lover shou'd not meet ill fate:/ To her who[se] love and whose affection's true,/ My Knees[,] as [at an Altar], still shall bow.' Pepys 3.159 Wing N763[A] 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: 159 A New SONG of a Fickle and Unconstant LOVER,/ Who gave her Sweetheart the occasion of writing these following Lines./ Dissembling Lovers ought to be abhor'd,/ As constant Lovers ought to be ador'd:/ A faithful Lover I will crown with fame,/ But faithless Lovers will be crown'd shame./ A Lover like to mine all mortals hate;/ But the true Lover shou'd not meet ill fate:/ To her whose love and whose affection's true,/ My Knees, as [at an Altar], still shall bow. A New SONG of a Fickle and Unconstant LOVER, Who gave her Sweetheart the occasion of writing these following Lines. Dissembling Lovers ought to be abhor'd, As constant Lovers ought to be ador'd: A faithful Lover I will crown with fame, But faithless Lovers with eternal shame. A Lover like to mine all mortals hate; But the true Lover shou'd not meet ill fate: To her whose love and whose affection's true, My Knees as at an Altar, still shall bow. A New Song of a Fickle and Unconstant Lover, Who Gave Her Sweetheart the Occasion of Writing These Following Lines. Dissembling Lovers Ought To Be Abhorred, as Constant Lovers Ought To Be Adored: A Faithful Lover I Will Crown With Fame, but Faithless Lovers Will Be Crowned Shame. A Lover Like To Mine All Mortals Hate; but the True Lover Should Not Meet Ill Fate: to Her Whose Love and Whose Affection Is True, My Knees, As At an Altar, Still Shall Bow. The Second Part, The Second Part, The Second Part, 1/2 sheet oblong folio, ?210 x 315 cropped left edge horizontal and vertical rules, and cast fleurons 1684-1700 Printed for Iames Bissel at the Bible and/ Harp in West=Smithfield./ Where any Chapmen may be furnished/ with all sorts of new and old Songs. James Bissel PBA

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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 8/15/2007 Santa Barbara, California, United States of America Love Pleasant advice infidelity love punishment 8/15/07 Checker Cat Zusky Checked transcription and metadata, created XML 8/1/06 Transcriber Pavneet Aulakh Original transcription 8/24/04 Bibliographer Simone Chess Bibliographic SQL Database Record Created
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O H! so ungrateful a Creature ne'r could I thought you to be; First to abuse my good Nature, laugh at my simplicity! You above all had least reason so to abuse my poor heart; But if another had done it, you ought to have taken my part. Curse of your cunning proceeding; curse of your p[ri]vate and more; While my poor heart lyes a bleeding, may you be double curst o're.
Was you but kind as you are cruel, then you may talk of a bliss; But you preserve me for fuel: oh! what a Tyrant is this! E're since my sorrows has lasted, here you triumph in disdain; Now may your Beauty be blasted, never returning again: My height of Anger advances, Love I have turned to Hate; Why should these beautiful glances kill at so cruel a rate?
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May Cupid revenge this affront and gall your dissembling heart: May you love and be hated still by the force of his wounding Dart. May you sigh, may you weep and howl for some pretty fellow in vain: May you dote upon some silly Owl, that never can love you again. May you pine like a whey-fac'd Lass with the Green-sickness o're-prest; And still as the streets you pass, may you cry out for rest. And may all young maids beware how e're they prove false to their Love, Lest they be catch'd in your snare, from whence they shall never remove. Nothing by me is more hated than a dissembling Heart; See how the Argument's stated, 'twounds with the cruellest smart: But a true Lover i'le honour, she that is free from that blame, Evermore doting upon her, Crown her with Glory and Fame.
This pitty is taken away, this shame doth remain in its place, Thy love is gone far astray, and paleness triumphs in thy Face. Go Love if thou canst, but I fear 'tis in vain that Lesson to learn: Thou that once was my Love and my Dear, no Beauty in thee I discern. But shall I blame all for thee, because of thy fickle disdain, Some Shepherdess often we see constant and kind to her Swain: Such Lovers shall Garlands wear, such I must needs commend; For such I will alwaies appear until my frail life shall END .
Printed for James Bissel at the Bible and Harp in West-Smithfield. Where any Chapmen may be furnished with all sorts of new and old Songs.