%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> The MILK-MAIDS/ MORNING-SONG./ What worser Fortune can there be,/ Then what doth now attend on me,/ A maid to live, and so to dye,/ It is a great perplexity;/ A Pleasant Ballad you have hear,/ Wherein 'tis plainly made appear,/ That what is writ of this milk-ma[]/ Of other Damsels may be said. 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 09/04/2007 21211

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3.198 R188578 2 Ginny Gin Jenny Gin Jenny Gin The fair one Let me in The Fair One Let Me In A Merry Milk-Maid on a time,/ as I was passing by, Pepys 3.198 Wing M2053[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: 198 The MILK-MAIDS/ MORNING-SONG./ What worser Fortune can there be,/ Then what doth now attend on me,/ A maid to live, and so to dye,/ It is a great perplexity;/ A Pleasant Ballad you have hear,/ Wherein 'tis plainly made appear,/ That what is writ of this milk-ma[]/ Of other Damsels may be said. The MILK-MAIDS MORNING-SONG. What worser Fortune can there be, Then what doth now attend on me, A maid to live, and so to dye, It is a great perplexity; A Pleasant Ballad you have hear, Wherein 'tis plainly made appear, That what is writ of this milk-ma[id] Of other Damsels may be said. The Milkmaid's Morning Song. What Worse Fortune Can There Be, Than What Does Now Attend on Me, a Maid to Live, and So to Die, It Is a Great Perplexity; A Pleasant Ballad You Have Here, Wherein It Is Plainly Made Appear, That What Is Written of This Milkmaid of Other Damsels May Be Said. 1/2 sheet oblong folio, 200 x 320 vertical rule and cast fleurons 1671-1702 Printed for I. Deacon, at the Angel in Guilt-spur-street without Newgate[.] 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 9/4/2007 Santa Barbara, California, United States of America Love Pleasant marriage rurallife sex/sexuality 9/04/07 Checker Cat Zusky Checked transcription and metadata, created XML 8/21/06 Transcriber Pavneet Aulakh Original transcription 8/26/04 Bibliographer Simone Chess Bibliographic SQL Database Record Created
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A Merry Milk-Maid on a time, as I was passing by, A Milking of her gentle Kine, I chanced to espy: I nearer step'd, and listning stood, and as I drew more near, 'Twas a fair Maid I understood, whose voice did sound most clear. A pleasant and delightful Tune, then sounded in mine ear, A sweeter voice I dare presume no Mortal e're did hear:
To Lovers all it doth belong, then listen unto me, And you shall hear this pleasant song, if you will patient be. I'me glad quoth she, that I'me awake, for torment 'tis to lye, And such a grievous moan to make, for want of Company: I'de better never go to Bed, then there to lye and pine, And cannot loose my Maiden-head, what Rigid Fate is mine.
How happy are those women kind, who do not lye alone, But comfort find, in heart and mind, and never make their moan: While I poor Soul sigh and condole, still wanting Loves delights, Upon my restless Bed I roul; these long and tedious nights. They hourely taste of Lovers Bliss, and what their hearts desire, They e'ry moment change a kiss, which them with joys inspire: They prate of all the silent night, the sweetness of that Theam, Which I would taste of if I might, it doeh so pleasant seem. O what a fleeting joy is this, it can no pleasure be, When I my expectation miss, 'tis perfect Death to me; Just like as in a Looking-Glass, your features you may see, Which from your sight away doth pass, if it removed be. O Cruel Fortune too unkind, tell me the reason why? That I from Bliss am thus confin'd, and must a Maiden dye:
Must I not taste that happiness, which doth so pleasant prove, There's nothing can poor Lovers bless, but Sillibubs of Love. Must I lead Apes in Hell below, no, no, it may not be, For Nature very well I know, did other ways decree: Ten thousand plagues together meet, in harmeless Maidens Beds, No loss so pleasant and so sweet, as that of Maiden-Heads. The Marry'd woman she doth boast, how rarely she doth live, While I Distracted run almost, no comfort I receive: Poor harmeless soul I whine and pine, let me do what I can, Nothing more plagues the Soul of mine, than want of a Young-Man. And now Virginity adieu, I'le venture once to try, And steal what I account my due, a Maid I will not dye: And so farewell my Lovely Cows , for I am almost mad, But do resolve to keep my vows, if Man be to be had.
Printed for J. Deacon, at the Angel in Guilt-spur-street without Newgate[.]