%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> The Charming ECCHO./ The Shepherdess sat all alone,/ Close by the River-side;/ VVhilst her poor Dear with making moan,/ For Love had almost Dy'd. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center Director Patricia Fumerton 1671-1702 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 08/30/2007 21200

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3.187 R234439 2 Oh love with unconfined Wings Oh Love With Unconfined Wings Young Pheon Young Phaon Young Pheon AS I was walking all alone,/ one evening fair and clear[,] The Eccho cry'd no, no. [with variations] Pepys 3.187 Wing C3700[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: 187 The Charming ECCHO./ The Shepherdess sat all alone,/ Close by the River-side;/ VVhilst her poor Dear with making moan,/ For Love had almost Dy'd. The Charming ECCHO. The Shepherdess sat all alone, Close by the River-side; Whilst her poor Dear with making moan, For Love had almost Dy'd. The Charming Eccho. The Shepherdess Sat All Alone, Close by the Riverside; While Her Poor Dear with Making Moan, for Love Had Almost Died. 1/2 sheet oblong folio, ?205 x 304 vertical rules and cast fleurons 1671-1702 Printed for I. Deacon, at the Angel in/ Guiltspur=street. J. Deacon Spufford and 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 8/30/2007 Santa Barbara, California, United States of America Love Pleasant animals/nature love mythology/Classicalworld rurallife 8/30/07 Checker Cat Zusky Checked transcription and metadata, registered ESTC number from BL site, created XML 8/17/06 Transcriber Pavneet Aulakh Original transcription 8/25/04 Bibliographer Simone Chess Bibliographic SQL Database Record Created
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A S I was walking all alone, one evening fair and clear. And to my self did make my moan, when thinking on my dear: At last an Eccho mocked me, as I along did go, And cry'd will she be kind to me? The Eccho cry'd no, no. Ah! fairest Nymph, said I, and bid the babling Eccho cease, O let me of my woe be rid, that comforts may increase: Your cruelty is death indeed, if once more you deny, Tell me indeed, now must I bleed, The Eccho cry'd I, I.
My Chains I do not grudge, since you did put my Fetters on, Must I whose love is pure and true, be by my love undone? I'le drag them all the world about, like I cars I will flye, Tell me, wilt thee, so cruel be? The Eccho cry'd I , I . Then farewel cruel Nymph, farewel, for evermore adieu, I that all others do excell, must perish now by you: If through the world a Pilgrimage, I for thy sake should go, Dear wouldst thou then love me agen? the Eccho cry'd no, no.
H Ow dearly have I loved thee, how constant have I been, To sleep without I dream of thee, I reckoned was no Sin: But yet your cruel last command, i'le instantly pursue, And then again, to raise my pain, The Eccho cry'd do, do. And ever as I walkt I wept, for thee I daily pray'd, And ever in my thoughts I kept, that beauteous lovely Maid: Why should I not injoy my dear, whom I have loved so; But presently with short reply, the Eccho cry'd no, no. And from the other side o'th Brook, just by a spreading Oak, Not fearing I should be mistook, I guest the Eccho spoke: As silent as the sable night, which me surprized so, I sigh'd again, O ease my pain, the Eccho cry'd no, no. A Nymph that sat beneath the shade, and heard what I did speak, Oh Shepherd, then, aloud she cry'd, sighs seldom hearts do break: Your Shepherdess is kind enough, if you can think her so, Then cure said I, my mallady, the E ccho cry'd no, no.
Go faithless Shepherd once again, I now do set you free, Deliver but to me my Chain, i'le grant your Liberty: With that she slew her self, and then, the tears dropt from mine eye, Oh must I be, undone by thee? the Eccho cry'd I, I. I knew that lovely noise, and yet, dare scarce upon her look, I to the Rivers brink did get, and straight jumpt o're the Brook: Am I that cruel Nymph, she said, that caus'd your Mallady? Like one half dead, I answered, with aching heart, I, I. I clos'd her then within my arms, imbracing her withal, Till from her eye the Christal Charms upon my Cheek did fall: Oh cruel eyes, said she, that do betray your Mistris so, And then said I, still must I dye? she kissing, cry'd no, no.
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Printed for J. Deacon, at the Angel in Guiltspur-street.